The ada prescribes specifically how long an elevator door must stay open.

Unbelievable. Federal law dictates the elevator door. SMH.

I'm going to be an asshole right now by telling all of you that this thread makes me feel like I'm a good person.

Anonymous wrote:I'm a victim not the perpetrator here, but some asshole keeps making off with shit people put in the office refrigerator - you know, like their lunches, salad dressing, etc. labelled with their name. You really, really had to have my leftover lasagna, Jane's Target brand "lite" ceasar salad dressing, and Ben's muscle milk? WTF is wrong with you.

My asshole move: When the self-check out at CVS or wherever gets hung up because it failed to sense that, yes, I did in fact put my damn Jr Mints in the bag, and then I have to wait forever for an employee to come reset the thing, I grab a dozen or two bags on my way out. Good trash bags for the car, etc.

I just busted out laughing. You're amazing.

I don't do anything about it, but I really dislike one of the baggers at my local supermarket. I appreciate that they employ people who might otherwise not be employable, and some of them are really great, but this one just pisses me off every time, because he puts no thought into how the bags are packed, then throws them into the cart. The cashiers will correct him, but he never, ever changes what he does. Sometimes I hurry around the cart to start bagging myself if I see him nearby.

I go to Vegas a few times a year. I don't smoke, can't stand when people sit next to me and rudely light up. I hide all the ashtrays up and down my row before I sit down.

Anonymous wrote:When my husband is away on business, I always come up with "plans" whenever my MIL asks to see the kids, even if I desperately need a break, because she drives me nuts in a way that makes wild and crazy kids seem tame.

Your MIL knows this and it hurts her feelings

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Anonymous wrote:Sometimes I don't put the grocery cart away.

I used to work at a supermarket and know there are people hired to round up the carts and to re-shelve misplaced foods. So I wouldn't feel bad leaving the cart out - if everyone put their carts back it would take away someone's job.

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It's sorta like not giving to the poor/charities b/c if you (and everyone else did) there wouldn't be poor people anymor and the charities/non profit employees would be out of a job. I think Ebenezeer Scrooge said this.

Not at all.

It's like McDonalds employees wanting $15 an hour and being surprised they are replaced by machines though. Does that make me an asshole too?

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Anonymous wrote:I interrupt, and talk more than I listen. I didn't used to do this but as I've gotten older, I've lost patience.

Did I post this?

I can't stand it when people take forever to finish a sentence. I already heard what I needed to hear, no need to fluff it up and continue talking.

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Anonymous wrote:Sometimes I don't put the grocery cart away.

I used to work at a supermarket and know there are people hired to round up the carts and to re-shelve misplaced foods. So I wouldn't feel bad leaving the cart out - if everyone put their carts back it would take away someone's job.

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It's sorta like not giving to the poor/charities b/c if you (and everyone else did) there wouldn't be poor people anymor and the charities/non profit employees would be out of a job. I think Ebenezeer Scrooge said this.

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Anonymous wrote:I have a family member who is into all sorts of crazy paranormal hokum. She will speak about horoscopes, angel numbers, past lives, Antarctica is Atlantis, etc etc ad nauseam. Whenever she meets someone new and I am around I will bring up astrology or numerology and get her started on a tangent and just watch the person's face as it dawns on them how crazy she is.

Seriously last week she was trying to convince me the Earth is hollow.

PS the only time I felt bad doing this is when her date went to the bathroom and never returned during a wedding.

But .... but ... how does she think trees stay upright? How does she think flowers bloom? Does she think trees and flowers are taped to the top of the ground? Krazy glued?

I've never asked her but now I am going to!! She thinks Lizard People/Elite helped the Nazi's flee to Antarctica, which is the Lost City of Atlantis, and then enter into the hollow earth. Where they now control our minds or some crazy BS like that.

Doesn't it make you feel bad, using your relative's mental illness as a conversation starter/joke? I work with people with psychosis/delusions - your aunt thinks this way because she's sick and this is how her brain interprets the world. You think a younger relative wouldn't treat it like a funny party trick. Sad.

Doesn't make me feel bad. She is not mentally ill. She's my cousin and she is older than me.

Want to try again?

Anonymous wrote:I interrupt, and talk more than I listen. I didn't used to do this but as I've gotten older, I've lost patience.

Did I post this?

Anonymous wrote:My sister claims to be allergic to certain foods when she clearly is not and it drives me batty. So I will sneak some of those foods into dishes I make when she is over.

I have a friend who has decided her child is allergic to EVERYTHING. Gluten, meat, eggs, dairy, tree nuts, soy, chocolate etc.

Once at playgroup a person brought a homemade snack to share that was unaware of the newest soy allergy. At the end of the day someone asked for the recipe and when the mother found out it had soy in it she got so angry and said we could have killed her son. Yes we as in all of us. The kid was absolutely fine, not a single reaction. So a few days later another mom pressed this mom about this child's allergies and the mom finally admitted he didn't have any food allergies but this way she could make sure he ate healthy and vegan his whole life and people would give him preferential treatment and "only the best".

So basically she is depriving her child by making him a special snowflake. She is pregnant now so I'm wondering how her "Munchhausens" is going to manifest on this next one.

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Anonymous wrote:I have a family member who is into all sorts of crazy paranormal hokum. She will speak about horoscopes, angel numbers, past lives, Antarctica is Atlantis, etc etc ad nauseam. Whenever she meets someone new and I am around I will bring up astrology or numerology and get her started on a tangent and just watch the person's face as it dawns on them how crazy she is.

Seriously last week she was trying to convince me the Earth is hollow.

PS the only time I felt bad doing this is when her date went to the bathroom and never returned during a wedding.

But .... but ... how does she think trees stay upright? How does she think flowers bloom? Does she think trees and flowers are taped to the top of the ground? Krazy glued?

I've never asked her but now I am going to!! She thinks Lizard People/Elite helped the Nazi's flee to Antarctica, which is the Lost City of Atlantis, and then enter into the hollow earth. Where they now control our minds or some crazy BS like that.

Doesn't it make you feel bad, using your relative's mental illness as a conversation starter/joke? I work with people with psychosis/delusions - your aunt thinks this way because she's sick and this is how her brain interprets the world. You think a younger relative wouldn't treat it like a funny party trick. Sad.

So people who read horoscopes and believe in ghosts and conspiracies are mentally ill now?

If I open the door or hold the door open for someone and they don't say anything (which is rude anyway) I loudly say, "YOU'RE WELCOME!"

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Anonymous wrote:I circle by the samples I really like a Costco more than once. And I pretty much never buy those items. Not total a-hole status, I know. But the next one takes me there, I promise.

On hot days when people are generally very sweaty and smelly on the Metro, I put my bag in the seat next to me, put my earbuds in, and close my eyes. When you ask to sit there or ask for me to move my stuff, I pretend I can't hear you and I'm sleeping.

I also like to give tourists the wrong directions. Not the foreign ones because I understand their cell phone GPS may not work here, but domestic tourists are fair game.

In all seriousness, why would you do this?

Incomplete life. Power struggle and control issues.