Your Most Absurd Pet Peeves
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Post office here is the same way unless you pay extra.
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Round here (Watford) the RM have taken on an Amazon delivery contract, as there are too few Amazon drivers. This means there are too few RM drivers and post is now delivered every two WEEKS unless you fill (or a close neighbour) fill-in a complaint form. So even 1st class is delayed, as are NHS appointment letters etc etc. "When I were a lad" you'd get multiple deliveries a day, even Saturdays.
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
i happen to have gotten a hole in one on that windmill and a nifty little plastic trophy for which i was most proud .
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
0: unannounced conference call that go off topic (already happened this morning) 1: repeating myself (already happened on the unannounced conference call this morning) 2: misuse/overuse of the words 'like' and 'literally' :doh: bonus eyeroll for using them both in the same sentence. :rolleyes: :rolleyes: 3: auto-correct None of these seem absurd though...your example on the other hand seems a little over the top. :laugh: BTW, welcome to CP! :)
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
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Round here (Watford) the RM have taken on an Amazon delivery contract, as there are too few Amazon drivers. This means there are too few RM drivers and post is now delivered every two WEEKS unless you fill (or a close neighbour) fill-in a complaint form. So even 1st class is delayed, as are NHS appointment letters etc etc. "When I were a lad" you'd get multiple deliveries a day, even Saturdays.
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Our Amazon uses USPS occasionally but for the most part we still get the Amazon trucks which is good because we rely on them heavily in this house. Part of it is my anxiety is such that I can't safely drive anymore most of the time. Been a struggle since 2017 when I went mad. I do wish Amazon would collect and reuse boxes. We've taken to paying for two recycling bins and I feel guilty about it.
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0: unannounced conference call that go off topic (already happened this morning) 1: repeating myself (already happened on the unannounced conference call this morning) 2: misuse/overuse of the words 'like' and 'literally' :doh: bonus eyeroll for using them both in the same sentence. :rolleyes: :rolleyes: 3: auto-correct None of these seem absurd though...your example on the other hand seems a little over the top. :laugh: BTW, welcome to CP! :)
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kmoorevs wrote:
2: misuse/overuse of the words 'like' and 'literally'
I have a list of words, or rather two: One in English, one in Norwegian, of words of that kind. Before I present a document to anyone, I make a global search for each and every one of those words, throughout the text. Some times they are appropriate, but most of them can be removed / rewritten. I guess that my most frequent to-be-removed-or-rewritten in English is 'but', 'however' and 'will', as well as passive voice. I also tend to, on the initial writing, string together sentences with 'and' and a couple others. So I search for ', and'. Usually I chop them into two shorter sentences. I guess that on the average, the average length of the sentences I publish is 50-70% of what I did in the very first writing.
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
Computer book authors, and their editors. In the old days of typewriters, the authors were using words sparingly, writing what is necessary, and leaving the rest out. Today, books are so wordy, crammed with the author's personal opinions and excitement, repetitions upon repetitions, and a lot of stuff of minimal interest to the reader. I have several books where, every time I open them, I am itching to grab a black felt tip pen and strike out completely unnecessary sentences, and a plain pen to circle sentences and draw an error: This belongs in that paragraph (or chapter), not here. There are the authors taking from granted that you are experienced in some other field, such as an earlier, now outdated / replaced technology, explaining the current technology mainly in terms of the old one. Related: When you publish a revised 2023 edition of a book, you should also make sure to remove excited ovations about the new technology introduced in 2007. Make sure to update the references to specific versions of tools, libraries, standards etc. so that the discussions and examples are not outdated by several versions, and you have to go to an internet search to see what is still valid of that old stuff. There are those authors who cannot limit themselves to the topic of the book, maybe because they have been lecturing to students who had not yet completed that other course. Like that book I bought to get to know the peculiarities of GPUs, and there is a lengthy chapter discussing the very basic concepts of binary semaphores. Often, when a book treats a small handful of distinctly different technologies in separate chapters or sections, you cannot just read the introductory chapters and then skip to the section of the technology you want to learn: The examples, evaluations and explanations are built directly on top of the previous chapters; you must study them all to understand the explanations of 'your' technology. This if frequently the case even within one base technology: Examples are far from free standing; you must have studied them (and sometimes tried to solve the exercises) of all earlier chapters to understand the example to illustrate the solution to your problem. Essentially, the books are like a professor's lecture notes: His students do not have a problem to solve, they have a set of topics that they are to learn, one after the other. They do work through the chapters and all the exercises, one by one. College textbooks are fine at a college, but if you publ
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RM can have some more as well: Amazon tracking shows where the parcel is, and a window for delivery: when it gets close switches to exactly where the truck is, and how many deliveries between there and you. The Royal Mail Track system says "we've picked it up it" and "we'll update this status when we have delivered it". :doh:
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OriginalGriff wrote:
Royal Mail Track system says "we've picked it up it" and "we'll update this status when we have delivered it".
It's so weird because every time you mention the Royal Mail Track system or Royal Post Service I think, "is he in the US?" :laugh: Your system must've bee written by the same people who wrote the USPS (united states postal service). Ours does the same thing. Here's a story I've told before. 1. Sent a package via USPS got tracking. 2. 2 weeks later the package still said, "picked up". 3. I went into local post office and talked to the Post Master General -- sounds like a big deal but apparently he was just the "shift manager". 4. I asked Post Master, "Is my package lost?" He looked it up on his terminal by tracking number and said, "looks like it's in the system". 5. "Yes, I paid for tracking and I haven't seen anything." 6. PM: Points to a huge stack packages. "Look at all those packages we have to keep track of -- we can't keep track of every single one." 7. My eyes bugged out. 8. PM: "Oh, it'll show up sooner or later. Let us know if you still don't know about it in a month." 9. Many days later, the status did indeed update: "delivered" :wtf:
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OriginalGriff wrote:
Royal Mail Track system says "we've picked it up it" and "we'll update this status when we have delivered it".
It's so weird because every time you mention the Royal Mail Track system or Royal Post Service I think, "is he in the US?" :laugh: Your system must've bee written by the same people who wrote the USPS (united states postal service). Ours does the same thing. Here's a story I've told before. 1. Sent a package via USPS got tracking. 2. 2 weeks later the package still said, "picked up". 3. I went into local post office and talked to the Post Master General -- sounds like a big deal but apparently he was just the "shift manager". 4. I asked Post Master, "Is my package lost?" He looked it up on his terminal by tracking number and said, "looks like it's in the system". 5. "Yes, I paid for tracking and I haven't seen anything." 6. PM: Points to a huge stack packages. "Look at all those packages we have to keep track of -- we can't keep track of every single one." 7. My eyes bugged out. 8. PM: "Oh, it'll show up sooner or later. Let us know if you still don't know about it in a month." 9. Many days later, the status did indeed update: "delivered" :wtf:
raddevus wrote:
PM: Points to a huge stack packages. "Look at all those packages we have to keep track of -- we can't keep track of every single one."
United Parcel Service (UPS) and FedEx do it for every one of their packages. Just sayin'.
I’ve given up trying to be calm. However, I am open to feeling slightly less agitated. I’m begging you for the benefit of everyone, don’t be STUPID.
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raddevus wrote:
PM: Points to a huge stack packages. "Look at all those packages we have to keep track of -- we can't keep track of every single one."
United Parcel Service (UPS) and FedEx do it for every one of their packages. Just sayin'.
I’ve given up trying to be calm. However, I am open to feeling slightly less agitated. I’m begging you for the benefit of everyone, don’t be STUPID.
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Steve Nance and Kevin Burkhart. Pretentious narcissists with microphones.
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
Drivers who merge early when a lane is closed - it is actually a road rule to merge as late as possible in Oz. But when you calmly pass all the idjits that have merged out of the closing lane to merge just before the lane closes they get pissed off and some even try and stop you from merging late.
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Drivers who merge early when a lane is closed - it is actually a road rule to merge as late as possible in Oz. But when you calmly pass all the idjits that have merged out of the closing lane to merge just before the lane closes they get pissed off and some even try and stop you from merging late.
Never underestimate the power of human stupidity - RAH I'm old. I know stuff - JSOP
Same problem in Canada. If you merge at the last minute, people act as if you're butting into line (barging into the queue). But it's been proven that a "zipper merge", where all lanes are used until no longer possible, is the most efficient. On a related note, some years ago I noticed a significant correlation between lousy drivers and cars that have crap hanging from the rear-view mirror. Little scented pine trees, rosary beads, fuzzy dice, dreamcatchers...localize it with the nonsense popular in your part of the world. It's practically a dead giveaway.
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The stoopid "Wordle" posts here in the lounge... Congratulations you solved a daily word problem - you better post it for all your online "friends" to see! :zzz:
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Yes! It pisses me off when people don't know the difference between "search" and "research". You use Google to do a "search" and you do "research" in a lab, or a library with tons of books and equipment and many, many hours of hard work. A doctor I went to see once had a coffee mug that said: "Don't confuse my medical degree with your Google search!"
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Hardly anyone does research. Almost everyone, including most STEM professionals, have to decide whom and what to trust. And it's getting harder, because it has become increasingly clear that a lot of sources are full of crap. It's been obvious in politics, journalism, and economics for a long time. But even "trust the science" has now become a red flag for "you'd better look into this yourself and try to figure out if it's propaganda". Your arrogant doctor with his mug is no different. I doubt he ever takes the time to evaluate what his cohort, guild organization, or guild journal tells him.
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Hardly anyone does research. Almost everyone, including most STEM professionals, have to decide whom and what to trust. And it's getting harder, because it has become increasingly clear that a lot of sources are full of crap. It's been obvious in politics, journalism, and economics for a long time. But even "trust the science" has now become a red flag for "you'd better look into this yourself and try to figure out if it's propaganda". Your arrogant doctor with his mug is no different. I doubt he ever takes the time to evaluate what his cohort, guild organization, or guild journal tells him.
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The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing.Greg Utas wrote:
Almost everyone, including most STEM professionals, have to decide whom and what to trust
That's scary! You are describing an almost religious society in which each one has their own beliefs and there are no proof based facts. "Alternative facts" are echoing in my mind :omg:
Greg Utas wrote:
Your arrogant doctor with his mug is no different.
I have other doctor friends and I know they read medical journals and try to keep up with what's new in their field. I'd like to believe that the one with the mug was doing the same... You may say I'm a dreamer. But I'm not the only one :laugh:
Mircea
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Greg Utas wrote:
Almost everyone, including most STEM professionals, have to decide whom and what to trust
That's scary! You are describing an almost religious society in which each one has their own beliefs and there are no proof based facts. "Alternative facts" are echoing in my mind :omg:
Greg Utas wrote:
Your arrogant doctor with his mug is no different.
I have other doctor friends and I know they read medical journals and try to keep up with what's new in their field. I'd like to believe that the one with the mug was doing the same... You may say I'm a dreamer. But I'm not the only one :laugh:
Mircea
The essence of science is the evolution of "proof-based facts". Around 1900, Rutherford spoke of the "death of physics"--that it had all been pretty much figured out. Soon afterwards, Einstein showed up. There is often a general consensus based on what is currently "known", but even that is subject to manipulation. Unfortunately, more and more areas are getting politicized.
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
I share most of the ones mentioned later in this thread, but one not mentioned yet that really gets my goat: When somebody of note dies (eg Nelson Mandela) the media (esp. rolling news TV) will not only ignore anything else happening around the world, no matter how important (esp. to those involved), but will spend all its time finding people to interview to ask either for their reminiscences about the person concerned - whether they knew them or not! - or their thoughts about what other people who might have known that person are feeling about other people who might have known that person are feeling. (Recursion: see Recursion.) Surprisingly, this didn't happen as much as I expected when Prince Philip and The Queen died, possibly because there is both more respect for them and there was also plenty of other stuff associated with their deaths to cover. For Mandela though, we ended up with the rediculous situation of someone who had never met or known him asking another perosn who might just possibly have glanced at a photo of Mandela on a newspaper page once many years ago (perhaps whilst looking over the shoulder of a commuter on the Tube) being asked what Mandela's family were feeling at the moment etc. (Repeat endlessly until something more newsworthy comes along, like the presenter dropping their pencil etc.) This carrries on still in a minor way, with long, insensitive interviews with people who have suffered some tradegy, not with the aim of improving the victim's lot, but because it makes for 'good' emotional TV and hence draws in the rubber-neckers to increase viewing figures. (Think of the coverage of that poor woman with mental health issues who drowned recently.) ... AND another thing! This trope (adopted by just about every media co now) of sending someone to stand outside a building (often in the dark/and or rain etc) with a TV crew to tell you something that the studio presenter could easily report, or which that same reporter could have said in the studio. I'm not talking about on-the-ground live-coverage/breaking news stuff here (eg reports from Kyiv etc), but when there is - for example - a ministerial or business statement. Some poor reporter and team is sent to relate the contents from outside a closed office building, or No 10 with only Larry the Cat and the policeman for company. Such a waste of time and money. --- Sorry, I'll get me coat...
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The usual pet peeves that we all have in common are pretty straightforward. But, what about pet peeves that you have that others don't? What's something that drives only you up the wall, while other people are just fine with it? I have a few absurd pet peeves. Whenever I think of miniature golf, my inner dialogue explodes into a vulgarity-laden tirade. I don't know anyone else who shares the same experience. Even just driving past a miniature golf course is enough to compel my thoughts into darkness. Don't get me started on that stupid windmill thing! Every miniature golf course has one. Just thinking about it makes me want to set it on fire. I get this image in my head seeing it engulfed in flames while its windmill continues to rotate, as though it's still taunting me. And then there's the putter they give you. That thing is nothing but a device of torture. It's like going to a restaurant and ordering a bowl of soup with nothing but a pair of chopsticks. By the time I get to the last hole, my blood pressure is through the roof and I hate the entire world. Upon completing the last hole, what's your reward? They take away your golf ball! Once it falls into the hole, it disappears, and that's it. It's like you can hear them whisper into your ear. "You're done now. Give us back our golf ball and go away!". I don't understand. I need to return the golf club to the front desk anyway. I might as well return the golf ball, too. Do they think I'm going to steal their golf ball? Do they think I'll inadvertently forget to return it and mistakenly bring it home with me? If they're going to take my golf ball away, why not rip the golf club from my hands and punch me in the face?
While it doesn't drive me up the wall to quite the same degree as your hatred for miniature golf does I do have a huge annoyance with A.D./B.C. and have had it since I learnt what they stood for. "Anno Domini" is a neat sounding phrase in latin. Few may mean what it actually stands for, "in the year of our lord", but most everyone know it signifies year >0. On the other hand "before Christ" is just plain English. Why mix languages? Latin does have the term A.C., "ante Christum", to mirror A.D. but it doesn't see any use and there's no English "after Christ" term that's ever seen use as far as I know. This weird mishmash of languages is stupid and I hate it.
