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I remember phoning 1 of these automated phone lines and being met with the response that their hours were 8AM - 10PM??????

Seriously!!!!!

What's wrong with that? Seems like very reasonable opening times

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Since Police Scotland has been in force the livery on their vehicles is fucking shocking, under Fife Constabulary the vehicles were well turned out, currently the vans look like shite versions of motorway service vehicles.

Are you listening Salmond?

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Since Police Scotland has been in force the livery on their vehicles is fucking shocking, under Fife Constabulary the vehicles were well turned out, currently the vans look like shite versions of motorway service vehicles.

Are you listening Salmond?

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My inability to eat just one or two biscuits. Just opened a packet of Maryland cookies to dunk in my tea. Intended to just eat a few. Packet is now empty and I feel horrible

I'm the same with chocolate hob nobs, chocolate digestives and Jaffa cakes.

Chocolate digestives and hob nobs!

Maryland cookies, regular and chocolate digestives, hob nobs, party rings, chocolate bourbons, Nice biscuits and custard creams all fall in to this category. It's a wonder I'm not fat. Always tell myself that they're to last a few days as well :(

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Mo Farah and his incredibly annoying voice, Practice Protein Practice Protein.........

Veggie mince eating c**t.

I'm glad I'm not the only one that thinks (or possibly shouts it at the TV) exactly this.

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When you're playing a game of sevens with a group of people that you don't particularly know, there is always one caaaant that you are an absolute ghost to. You could have a fuckin tap in and nine times out of ten the b*****d will still try and score from a one degree angle.

Always wanted to use this P&Bism.....

Scum. Sub-human scum.

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Automated phone systems..... I had to phone the tax office the other day and it took 12.5 minutes of talking to an automated system before I got to speak to a human being - by which time of course I was fking raging :angry: I hate the whole idea of those things ( automated answering systems ) and I had used the " house phone " as it's an 0845 number - which meant I had to listen with the phone to my ear all the time as I didn't know when someone would answer..... ( and lI had to listen to the insincere " we are sorry to keep you waiting " messages every two minutes )

To make matters worse - it was a demand for £73 which I offered / wanted to pay there and then but was told I need to send a cheque ! ( I do have a cheque book but it's a long story ) I mean who the fk has a cheque book in this day and age ( except me ;) )

I did suggest that instead of spending my hard earned tax ( which I'm sure I don't even owe ) on a fancy phone system they could perhaps modernise their fking payment system as after all, that is the very reason they exist - the lassie said she would pass on my helpful ideas :)

Ooh, I've set up a direct debit with those p***ks on three occasions, and each time they've ignored it and sent me a bill for twelve months' worth of NI contributions at once, one of which was at Christmas too. You'd swear they're being deliberately aggravating.

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My inability to eat just one or two biscuits. Just opened a packet of Maryland cookies to dunk in my tea. Intended to just eat a few. Packet is now empty and I feel horrible

I refuse to buy biscuits for this reason. Either we have no biscuits in the house, or I eat all the biscuits and then we STILL have no biscuits in the house and I shake uncontrollably in the corner, snotters everywhere disapprove of my actions to an acceptable degree.

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People haggling. It was on Gumtree for £50 and when I phoned in reply to your vowel-free text you agreed to £50. Don't start haggling after that, especially after I've taken the bus into town to meet you somewhere that suits you.

Fucking, so much, this. Despicable scumbags that think they'll get one over on you because you've made an effort to accommodate them. c***s.

However, still better than the filthy old dirtbox that whipped out a bunch of porn in front of my family and tried to trade it for the computer he was supposed to be buying.

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Already been said, I'm sure, but those Sainsbury's adverts with their horrific whimsical folksy versions of pop songs. It seems to have spread to other adverts too, so I can only assume there's an ad agency out there that really hates their clients. Either that, or people are horrible c***s. Could be the latter, thinking about it.

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It gets on my nerves. Hence the post in this thread.

I'd never thought of Stirling folk as having a strong accent, that's all, certainly not one that could be discerned as being from Stirling. Carry on.

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