Parents who let their kids play in the hallways of apartment buildings at all hours. Rather than letting their kids release some energy and play in the outside playground located in the building's courtyard during the day, the parents in the apartment across from us, let their kids (the oldest is 4) run around the hallways anywhere from 8 to 10 pm at night before they go to bed. I caught the one kid riding his bike down the hallway at 10pm last week on a school night with the Dad being a good 20-30ft away from him, as the kid almost ran into me. We've complained, but I don't think the main office has done anything.
Secondly, apartment buildings with underground parking who don't have enough parking for their tenants. My girlfriend and I pay for a spot in our building. But there aren't enough spaces in the reserved tenants section, so they have us in a visitors' wing of the garage. Problem is any fucker who gets let it in by a tenant can park there on the weekend, as the building's office staff is closed on the weekend, so nobody checks. Take last night for instance. We came back from her parents house, a four hour drive away in a horrendous rainstorm, get into the garage around 8pm on a Sunday night and there's not one fucking spot down there. My girlfriend ended up parking on the street, worried that something would happen to her car, which contains equipment for her work worth a few thousands dollars. I ended up having to go down to the garage every hour to look for a spot until I found one close to midnight.
Toilet cubicles at work and people who do not follow etiquette....
To follow on from this, people who use bathrooms as a personal conference room.
At the university I previously worked at, the main building had four floors. Our office was on the second floor, which also had a student commons and a bunch of classrooms on the same level. Naturally, the men's bathroom were destroyed by around 9am and as there were only two stalls and two urinals in the only bathroom on that entire floor, there was sometimes a queue. Although I technically started at 8:30, I got to my office around 7:45-8, giving myself another time for traffic or if I had to use the facilities after a long commute. The best bathrooms to use were located on the 4th floor, simply because nobody really used them until around 9, they were often vacant throughout the day and weren't full of piss stained seats and unflushed turds.
But what used to drive me nuts were the days when you'd get there at 7:45 in the morning, climb the stairs up to the 4th floor and there would be a bunch of students using it as like a personal conference center, carrying on conversations as one would stand in the corner by the sink, while one took a piss in the urinal or a shit in one of the stalls. Why the hell do people need to follow each other into a bathroom to carry on a fucking conversation? Surely it can wait a few minutes.
Go shopping out of your own area, about 40 miles away to be precise. Buy yourself some new gear, rather happy and all that and you come home.
Take everything out of the bags and go to hang them up then realise the stupid dickhead from behind the counter somehow manages to leave the security tag in the back of my new top. How the fuck did I get through the detectors on the door without it going off if that is what it is there for and if by somehow they did switch it off or whatever the fuck they do, did they not remove the bastard thing?
Phone them up, "just come in and we can remove it or send it in the post and we will get it mailed back to you in a few days". Yeah thanks!
This happened to me once.
- Uninformed retail employees who waste your time. Here's a recent example. A few weeks ago I bought a PS3 that came in a bundle with a free game. When I opened the box at home, the game wasn't there. So I phoned Best Buy and told them my issue, explaining everything in full. I was told just bring in your receipt and we'll give you the missing game. I get there and then get told to talk to an employee in the games section, who will grab a copy of the missing game from the shelf. However, he proceeds to tell me I have to come back with EVERYTHING: the console, the boxes, all the equipment, despite the fact my receipt clearly says I had that particular bundle, as he says he needs to check the console and the box. The original employee I talked to on the phone, then tells me in the store that she wasn't aware of what bundle I was talking about in the first place and had assumed that was the proper procedure. Then when I return to the store with the entire package, after spending close to an hour and a half commuting back and forth, the games section employee who told me to bring everything back, opens another bundle box, finds the game I was missing, looks at my receipt again and dumps it in the box I brought in without even checking the contents without comment. Why on earth was it necessary for me to do all that, if he wasn't even going to look in the box when I had the receipt?
