I dig Christmas.
I dig Christmas music.
I dig Christmas movies.
I dig giving and receiving Christmas gifts.
I hate Christmas commercials.
Especially the ones where a husband tricks his wife into thinking the small box he is giving her is a piece of jewelery, when it's actually the keys to a brand new BMW parked with a huge honkin' bow in their snow-swept driveway.
Have you ever given a car to a loved one for Christmas? Has anyone in your family? Has anyone you have ever met done it? Has everyone anyone in your family ever met someone who has done it?
I fucking hate those commercials most of all.
But I dig Christmas itself. That's something.
Showing posts with label hate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hate. Show all posts
Dec 12, 2011
Aug 1, 2007
Things I hate...
...and they all have to do with going to the movies.
1. Commercials that air before the previews. I fucking hate commercials at the movies! I pay my $10 bucks or so and now I have to sit through fucking commercials! They even do commercials of movie trailers before the coming attractions sometmes. If I were Emperor of the World, I would cease and desist all commercials at the theater!
2. The idiots who work behind the concession stand. Why does it take 5 minutes for these high school kids to take my $15 and give me a large popcorn and a large bottle of water? If I were Emperor of the World I would kill these fucking idiots!
3. Paying $15 to get annoyed by the idiots at the concession stand. I think the actual cost of a large popcorn and a large soda is somewhere in the neighborhood of 50 cents or so. How is it possible that the theater owners can mark it up by 2000%. I'm not exactly sure on the validity of my math there, but it's marked up a fucking lot. My math skillz deteriorate when I'm pissed, yo! But what can you do. Gotta have your popcorn at the movies. It's like crack to a, er, um, crack-head or something. If I were Emperor of the World there would be free food for the masses! At least cheap food for the masses...when they are at the movies, ok?
4. The fact that they won't let me watch my movies in the theater while dressed only in my undies. Well, I don't really hate that, but it is my preferred costume while catching a flick at home. If I were Emperor of the World I would have "Clothing Optional" theaters as well as the normal, uptight ones. Sheesh!
1. Commercials that air before the previews. I fucking hate commercials at the movies! I pay my $10 bucks or so and now I have to sit through fucking commercials! They even do commercials of movie trailers before the coming attractions sometmes. If I were Emperor of the World, I would cease and desist all commercials at the theater!
2. The idiots who work behind the concession stand. Why does it take 5 minutes for these high school kids to take my $15 and give me a large popcorn and a large bottle of water? If I were Emperor of the World I would kill these fucking idiots!
3. Paying $15 to get annoyed by the idiots at the concession stand. I think the actual cost of a large popcorn and a large soda is somewhere in the neighborhood of 50 cents or so. How is it possible that the theater owners can mark it up by 2000%. I'm not exactly sure on the validity of my math there, but it's marked up a fucking lot. My math skillz deteriorate when I'm pissed, yo! But what can you do. Gotta have your popcorn at the movies. It's like crack to a, er, um, crack-head or something. If I were Emperor of the World there would be free food for the masses! At least cheap food for the masses...when they are at the movies, ok?
4. The fact that they won't let me watch my movies in the theater while dressed only in my undies. Well, I don't really hate that, but it is my preferred costume while catching a flick at home. If I were Emperor of the World I would have "Clothing Optional" theaters as well as the normal, uptight ones. Sheesh!
Jan 27, 2007
I HATE...
...the idiots at Best Buy.
Went down there yesterday to get XM Radio installed in Gia's car. We made the appointment over a week ago and specified that we were installing it in a 2006 MiniCooper.
Guy told us it would take about an hour.
So I pick up her car and get to the Best Buy about 15 minutes prior to my appointment. The dude in installations seemed pretty competent at this point. Filled out some forms, dropped off my keys and I was ready to do some shopping and grab a bite to eat. Just a little something to take up the hour, ya know.
I get a call on my cell from Eric (the installation dude) about an hour later. I'm thinking "Great...all done. That was a piece of cake!"
That's when he asked me where I put the keys to the Cooper.
I'm a little flabbergasted, so I respond "What? You haven't even started yet?"
He says he can't start until he finds the keys. I tell him that I put them right on the counter next to the XM box that the radio came in. I hear him rumbling around and then the tell-tale jingle of keys.
"Oh...I must have put them in the box after you left. OK, give me about an hour and I'll have it done for you."
Great. Now I get to spend another hour at the mall shopping for things I don't really need and/or want.
I somehow manage to wander around the mall without killing myself or anyone else for the hour and then I head over to Best Buy.
I walk in the installation bay and "Eric" tells me that I have a problem. Fuck!
He tells me that one of the FM converter cables that he needed wasn't in stock. You see with the BMW/Coopers there is a round jack that is needed as opposed to the square jack that he had in stock. I'm really not sure exactly what he was talking about, but it sounded like he had the wrong equipment.
I'm failing to see how this is MY problem at this point and I tell him just that. "Well, Eric...just hop into one of your Geek Squad vehicles out front and get me the part YOU should have already had in stock from one of your other stores. There. MY Problem solved."
He gives me about 4 or 5 reasons why he can't do that, but I'm not really listening. I'm just picturing him lying in a coffin right now.
After he has given me all my options, none of which were choking him to death, WE decide that I have to go to one of the other stores and pick up the part in question and bring it back to HIM so HE can finish the installation.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
But what am I going to do...so I do it.
I will say that he must have recognized the murderous look in my eyes when I got back, because he did finish up the installation in about 5 minutes.
Still. It took about 3 and 1/2 hours for a job that should have been done in about 45 minutes. I fucking hate Best Buy!
Went down there yesterday to get XM Radio installed in Gia's car. We made the appointment over a week ago and specified that we were installing it in a 2006 MiniCooper.
Guy told us it would take about an hour.
So I pick up her car and get to the Best Buy about 15 minutes prior to my appointment. The dude in installations seemed pretty competent at this point. Filled out some forms, dropped off my keys and I was ready to do some shopping and grab a bite to eat. Just a little something to take up the hour, ya know.
I get a call on my cell from Eric (the installation dude) about an hour later. I'm thinking "Great...all done. That was a piece of cake!"
That's when he asked me where I put the keys to the Cooper.
I'm a little flabbergasted, so I respond "What? You haven't even started yet?"
He says he can't start until he finds the keys. I tell him that I put them right on the counter next to the XM box that the radio came in. I hear him rumbling around and then the tell-tale jingle of keys.
"Oh...I must have put them in the box after you left. OK, give me about an hour and I'll have it done for you."
Great. Now I get to spend another hour at the mall shopping for things I don't really need and/or want.
I somehow manage to wander around the mall without killing myself or anyone else for the hour and then I head over to Best Buy.
I walk in the installation bay and "Eric" tells me that I have a problem. Fuck!
He tells me that one of the FM converter cables that he needed wasn't in stock. You see with the BMW/Coopers there is a round jack that is needed as opposed to the square jack that he had in stock. I'm really not sure exactly what he was talking about, but it sounded like he had the wrong equipment.
I'm failing to see how this is MY problem at this point and I tell him just that. "Well, Eric...just hop into one of your Geek Squad vehicles out front and get me the part YOU should have already had in stock from one of your other stores. There. MY Problem solved."
He gives me about 4 or 5 reasons why he can't do that, but I'm not really listening. I'm just picturing him lying in a coffin right now.
After he has given me all my options, none of which were choking him to death, WE decide that I have to go to one of the other stores and pick up the part in question and bring it back to HIM so HE can finish the installation.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
But what am I going to do...so I do it.
I will say that he must have recognized the murderous look in my eyes when I got back, because he did finish up the installation in about 5 minutes.
Still. It took about 3 and 1/2 hours for a job that should have been done in about 45 minutes. I fucking hate Best Buy!
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