What is it that brings out your inner curmudgeon?

Well, I TRY to be under control of myself. But I will admit, I too have my limits.

I think what gets to me the most is when people who should be competent aren't. Now, I can understand that people need trained on things. So I can understand and be patient for those who are still learning. So no, that's not what I'm talking about. We all went thru training in something or other. So I get that.

BUT... people who know how to do something efficiently, but don't care about their work, well that really gets to me. Maybe I shouldn't call it "incompetence" but rather "negligence." They really don't care about the quality of their work/task/service/what have you. They "slop" such and such together and are just plain lazy like that. And I don't care how small (or large) one's job is. Do it, and do it to the best of your abilities. We are all just one more cog in the wheel. If you don't want to contribute, you are a failure at what you do, as far as I'm concerned. (grumble grumble a la G.)

It's actually a good thing that no one uses cash any more. Because it used to be that I'd buy something for $19.04, and would give the sweet young thing at the register a twenty and a nickel. So she'd bite her lip and be lost in thought for the longest time. Then she'd give me my nickel back... plus a dollar out of the till. I'd have to give her a tutorial in numerology... and could see by her increasingly worried look she wanted to call the manager on me.

But finally I would accept 88 cents in small change, just to get out of the store.

Yep. None taught how to count up anymore.

Darned right . . . . grumble . . . . . grumble!

Grumbler's rights!!

You, under control?

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What brings out the curmudgeon in me? I'll be at the store, and puck out the shortest checkout line. One woman will be standing in front of me. So she waits until the first customer checks out and leaves... then begins taking things out of her basket. One at a time. And arranging them on the belt so they all face forward. She has 46 items, I count them as she unloads. And by the time she unloads the last one, the clerk has already totaled them up.

I look back at what was the long line, with four people. If I'd taken that one I'd already be out of the store. But I look back at the woman... and she's now rummaging around in her purse. It's a big one, so it takes a lot of rummaging. But in time she finds it... her check book. Then she goes back in her purse. I think it's her pen she's looking for now. The clerk is waving one at her, to move things along. I consider paying for her stuff myself, just to get her moving.

But no, she's asking him what is the name of the store again? And painfully writing it down, letter by letter. I don't see what happens next because I've already put all my items back in the basket and gotten into the long line.

Most of the little things in life, I just chill. They too will pass, life's too short. But that woman? When I get home I reach for my Xanax and a BP pill.

So she waits until the first customer checks out and leaves... then begins taking things out of her basket. One at a time. And arranging them on the belt so they all face forward. She has 46 items, ....

That really sets me off. In the vast amounts of time I've had to consider this strange behavior, a useful way to describe it crystallized. I call it and them fumbling, stumbling, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, futzing, putzing, clutzing, fiddling, piddling, diddling, foundering, floundering, dithering, blithering, muggering, buggering, mouth breathing, knuckle dragging, arsebadgers.

By the time I'm done running through the descriptor in my mind, they're usually about half way through their fumbling, stumbling, mumbling, bumbling, . . . . . .

Say anything about it and they'll just tell you Rome wasn't built in a day.

There 'ya go. I knew there was a rational explanation somewhere in there.

A cake in the shape of a thesaurus is on its way.

Bunny get the slow people. The cashiers here remove things from the basket. After all is totaled up, the addle pated bat then decides to rummage around her purse for her wallet.
After finally finding it, proceeds to pay, but MUST find all the coins. “I know there are 2 ten yen coins in here.”

Bunny tempted to pay the remaining bit himself, just to get her out of there.

Checks should be outlawed. Use a debit card. They have been around decades now.

I'm old fashioned. I like to just write out IOUs.

Impatient drivers. I used to be one. I'm a bit of a hypocrite, I admit. I always leave early now and I enjoy my drives. I always change lanes a long way before I need to and I drive under the speed limit unless I am on a freeway. Then usually only 5 mph over. I always arrive early. I'm sure I irritate those assholes tailgating me, but the closer they are, the slower I go.

I gave up driving altogether a few decades ago and am enjoying it immensely.

On another channel I had a short conversation with someone who thought 15 min. cities are actually evil. A short conversation because the reasoning was insane.

I like living in a three hour city. That is about how long it takes me to walk from one corner of town to the opposite corner.

Can't do that living just anywhere. When I can't drive anymore, I'll move someplace with decent public transportation.

Or maybe I'll just need a hearse. I kind of hope so.

Our entire SF Bay Area has superb public transit.

Tailgaters deserve instant death.

1 thing makes me be a curmudgeon, jerk, and azzhole: folks who shirk work and try to get something for nothing.

Otherwise we're good.

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Wait-staff one-quarter my age, who no matter what I order, maybe two donuts, say "Perfect!"

Yeah, what is that? It's taken over of late, every answer gets "perfect!" as a reply. Reminds me of when "bye" was replaced by "have a blessed day."

Out a sight!

Hm. What would happen if they said "Imperfect!" then tugged your beard and knocked your straw hat off?

I only allow the five-year olds to do that. With them it's cute. Oh, and 19-year old exotic dancers get to do that too.

One thing that brings mine out is at fast food places , the people working are talking to each other instead of take orders and fulling them .

Yet they want mandated “living wages”…that something for nothing mentality I mentioned earlier.

I was a burger flipper at Burger King in HS. What a cast of characters.

But I flame broiled and dressed those burgers to perfection…your way! I earned my minimum wage!

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I work at kfc for a while in high school
my first two years of college I worked as a short order cook at a “not a Waffle House “
( building was a ex waffle house .The stuff on the menu was the same as Waffle House but it was not called Waffle House )

Haven’t eaten at a fast food places in some time. Unfortunately, here the Customer is God can cause the evil curmudgeon to emerge.

In the U.S. if you can’t decide what you want, you are given a menu and asked to stand aside, and come back after you have made up your mind. Not here. That would be rude.
McDonald`s:
“What do you want little Taro?”
“Spaghetti.”
“This is a hamburger and fries place. What type of burger do you want?”
“Pizza.”

This will go on forever, unless the evil foreigner tells the mother to just order something or go away.

Babies with pierced ears.

I want to take the mother and throttle her. This isn't a dress-up doll, lady!

What if the fad goes away? Those holes are ALWAYS visible even if they do heal.

Permanent body mutilation should be a choice, dag-nabbit!

See?

Hey, Mr. Are you all packed up?!? 🚢

Close. I THINK I have everything in the case. Going for two months using one carryon and a day pack.

The only checked bag has snorkeling gear.

Have a great time. I’m so jealous! 😊 Come back to us in two months!! Safe travels, Doggie!

There's internet in Costa Rica, but I'll probably be a bit scarce.

Give it a try. Send pix if possible!

What does a Jim Henson character have to do with anyth...oh, wait. Nevermind.

It's been ages since I was riled up enough to go full volcano on anyone. 😁

I had a bit of a temper issue as a teen and had to learn how to tame that down a lot.
So I learned not to let the small stuff bother me and now it takes something majorly infuriating to set off my "chew them a new one mode". 😁
Even then, I don't blow up. Instead I just go full serious and proceed to chewing them a new one while ignoring any excuses.

More fun watching them either squirm or blow up themselves lol. 🤣

"What is it that brings out your inner curmudgeon?"

Grouchy people. They piss me off no end!

I firmly believe that all extremists should be shot.

You mean vaccinated?

That is not extreme enough.

If Bunny thinks he is a curmudgeon, he should meet our resident Snowflake, just sayin'

Seems thou has not experienced the real Bunny. Table manners being used here.

My inner curmudgeon comes out when they rearrange the grocery stores. 🤦🏼‍♀️ I shop at a few different stores, and my mind lacks the capability of making mental maps. I get lost easily, and apparently buy a lot of things that get moved regularly. 😤

Now imagine the same in a one of those mega grocery stores. Ugh!

Yep. I shop at two of them, same store 2 different locations. Other than that l go to one Aldi's, and a Jewel/Osco. It's a mess in my mind when they change things. Anywhere! 🤷🏼‍♀️

Did you know you accidently down voted yourself? Unless you have a troll following you.

I think l must have hit it while l was scrolling. 😆 Thanx. 👍🏼