Have you ever listened in on a conversation?
WELL STOP IT!!! IT'S RUDE!!!
Tell anybody who says you lack manners to "FUCK OFF". It proves their point but is wholely satisfying.
It's just rude to not say goodbye before hanging up the phone. Goodbye, cya, bye, something that indicates that you are going to hang up and any further words said will be unheard.
I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE TYPE IN ALL UPPERCASE.
IT REALLY SUCKS!
SOME PEOPLE DON'T REALIZE THAT IT LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE SHOUTING.
SOME PEOPLE LIKE IT BECAUSE IT LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE SHOUTING.
I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE SHOUT AT ME.
ALL UPPERCASE EMAILS REALLY SUCK!
There are a great number of times that slamming a door can help to release a lot of anger.
People who just slam doors because they are loud and annoying, well, those people should be killed.
Writing "Thank you" cards makes me feel like a freak.
Saying just "Thanks" and putting my name seems so stupid but anything else I say ends up sounding like I'm some sort of babbling idiot.
I'm thankful, I just don't know what else to say.
Maybe I should just send some cookies.
Oh wait, I can't bake.
When meeting the Pope in person, never refer to your penchant for masturbation or use the word "cunt".
It's just RUDE to use words like fucking, bitch and asshole in front of other people’s parents. Try to hold back from using such foul language as it shows a lack of vocabulary and poor manners. Also, it's quite rude if they use that language towards you.
Your relationship with other people’s parents should be nothing but fake smiles, polite conversation and perhaps some coffee/tea. Anything more is wrong, evil, disturbing, demented, sickening and to be frowned upon. God forbid the neighbors find out and lynch you in the streets.
Also, never tell the parent what a horrible screw up their child is, and/or question their breeding choices. (They probably already know and have a sense of profound failure over the entire situation. If they're in denial, pointing it out will only force them deeper into it.)
I know that none of here would ever do such things, even though we’re horribly rude and angry people. I hope that you, the viewer, can learn from us.
Those needless, obscene public displays of repressed adolescent sexual desire that just seem to adorn the corner of every street in town and city centres. They make me sick.
Mostly because it reminds me of Festus and George.
“Good morning! How was your weekend?”
Jim is leaning into my office, smiling at me.
I sigh. “Alright. You?”
More wasted breath on meaningless conversation.
“Pretty good, got the shed installed.”
It takes everything in me not to scream.
I don’t care about his damn shed.
“Yep." Awkward pause. "Well, see you later then.”
Today I had to make small talk with a number of various people. Cab drivers, doctors, nurses, strange girls in the doctors office and various family members.
Small talk drives me mad because I feel like such a fraud somehow.
Sure is cold outside isn't it?
I hear we're getting snow tomorrow.
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