Things That Really Bug Me

[Malc]

I may have tried to start this thread before, but I'd like to kick off by citing the intense annoyance caused by people who immediately stand still when on moving walkways. Not the escalators, per se, though that's bad enough, but the flat ones, especially when they stand right in the middle, expecting everyone else to wait patiently behind them.

For them, the act of reaching a moving walkway somehow deprives them of the ability to perambulate until they reach the end of the line. They don't realise that the walkway actually moves SLOWER than most peoples walking speed -it's an AID to walking, not a substitute.

[Mince]

They should be given a time limit to reach the other end, with snipers at the ready for those who don't.

[The Peepmaster]

Not quite the same thing, but I had just arrived back to the island last Monday evening, and I was disembarking down the walkway from the boat to the harbour. A couple of young women were right in front of me, dawdling, due to the fact they were busy idly chatting. Then one of them stopped completely to light a cigarette. I carried on regardless, squeezing past her with my wheeled-suitcase, and oblivious to her subsequent cry of "Thank you - you just ran over my foot!".

I did feel slightly guilty, and offered a sincere apology.

My main bugbear in this field, (and I think I mentioned it before on here) is the person who get to the top of an escalator, steps off, and immediately stops. The continuing flow of people are unable to go anywhere else other that pile up behind the half-witted prune.

[Malc]

Yes, parts of that other thread are coming back to me, there was the one about the women (yes, women) waiting in a long queue who chat all the way up to their turn to be served and only then start rummaging for purses, credit cards, etc, and keep on chatting even though the bank teller/checkout operator is gritting their teeth.

Or people at the head of a queue who are just about to give their order or make their request as their mobile phone rings. They then treat the person on the other end of the mobile phone as their priority.

Or people who remain at the bar counter after they've been served, forcing others to shout their orders over the top of them.
The British Legion in Reddish, Manchester, has an ordering system where you walk down an aisle marked by a tubular steel balustrade, and only when you get to the end are you served. Once you're served, you have to clear the area.
That's how you run a bar.

[Diane CBPFC]

I have a fear of escalators.

You probably know what the fear of escalators is called don't you Peepmaster?

[Malc]

Escalaphobia.

Not related to the fear of boneless meat which has been thinned out using a mallet.

That's Escalope-phobia.