Well when I passed my driving test the first thing I wanted to learn was handbrake turns. Just like in Starsky and Hutch It was quite thrilling pulling off a perfect 180 for the first time… Quite easy too iirc…
Back on point- fuckers buying lottery tickets or lucky dips when I’m in a queue behind them. Do the maths, you’ll win feck all…
And handing over about 30 tickets to be checked, congratulations you’ve won a tenner. Then they spend 10 minutes choosing a scratchcard.
Websites which omit the most basic essential information such as where your fucking shop/venue is located. And on a similar but related note, businesses which don’t have a phone number and so they force you to interact by email, or, even worse, you need to fill in a contact form or go via a chatbot. Those are dealbreakers for me
And search engines which when asked by someone who lives in Aberdeen where they can buy a new mop bucket "near me" post results from vendors in Dover on the basis that those companies are prepared to put the thing in the post.
Chippys that charge £3.50 for a “medium” portion of chips you could sink a submarine with and u end up binning half of them.
Hot honey. Who decides that simultaneously and from this day forward all foodstuffs will be tainted with some hitherto unheard of flavour? Salted caramel was another one and over the last few years protein increasingly seems to fortify even the most unlikely fare, making it taste vaguely like cheesecake. Unless you’re a bodybuilder or you’re recovering from being on hunger strike (in which case you deserve to no longer enjoy your food), you don’t need additional protein in your diet and it’s not worth the trade off. I bet those Lizard People are meeting right now in some smoke-filled room in Davos in order to reach a consensus about what will be inflicted on us next.
