I read a funny book today, called "Life's Little Annoyances: True Tales of People Who Just Can't Take It Anymore." It's filled with stories of people who seek creative responses to frustrations we all experience. Some are a bit mean, but most are very funny.
My favorite is the guy who hates it when the cashier at the store asks for his name and address before ringing up the purchase, even if he's just buying a pack of batteries. (Lowe's used to do this.) Here's the play-by-play:
"May I have your name?" the cashier asks.
"Ghossein Dhatsghabyfaird-Johnson," the man replies.
The cashier glances in confusion before asking, "How do you spell that?"
"With a hyphen."
Other stories explain how to deal with people who purposely take up two parking spaces, who don't pick up after their dogs, etc.
4 comments:
Oh! EVERYBODY here takes up two parking spaces!!! Not that I should care because I can't drive anyway... but what did the book say to do to them??
If you have an old car you park right next to the drivers side of the person's car so they have a hard time getting back in. The book also tells about a guy who takes revenge on healthy people who park in handicapped spots. He leaves a note on the car that says "Sorry I hit your car, but it doesn't look like the damage was bad." Then he signs the note illegibly. He likes to watch when the person comes back to the car and frantically checks all around for the phantom damage. The person can't call the police to report anything, because the person is parked illegally in a handicapped spot.
That's not nearly as much fun though.
i was at party city yesterday, they asked for my phone number. All you say is, "I'd rather not share it, thanks." and they type in all 9's for your number. It's totally optional, they just make you think you have to tell them.
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