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Tuesday, August 05, 2008PART 2 NUMBERS 6- 10Ahhh, so nice to see that there's a fan (or more) 'out there' who's waiting to see what other things piss on my battery about living in Abu Dhabi. If I'd have written the list out last Thursday night, I think someone would be appealing for bail money to get me out of jail, as YET AGAIN, a car pulled out in front of us on the bike. I was off & threatening the idiot driver before Hubs had chance to put the kickstand down. I'm sick of this bullshit attitude from car drivers & the repeated "I'm sorry, I'm sorry", because they're not fucking sorry at all. The only thing they're sorry about is being caught & embarassed in front of other of their ilk. Come the revolution, bad drivers are first against the wall & I'll be manning the machine gun. . So, without further ado, the rest of my list is as follows. . . 6. Inconsideration. I've lived in some weird & wonderful places in my time, but I have to say that I rank Abu Dhabi as housing the most inconsiderate people, irrespective of nationality. If a doorway or entrance to a shop can be blocked, it will, particularly by abaya-clad bitches who simply HAVE to stand & discuss the latest rip-off Gucci handbag with at least 5 other females. I normally barge right through them, because they're blocking my right of way. Screaming brats run & create extremely noisy havoc in malls, shops or restaurants & parents ignore them - especially FHW's* - whilst innocent shoppers have to have their eardrums assaulted by constant high-pitched squealing. They will block aisles in shops, because they can't walk behind one another - they have to stand abreast, with a trolley which contains a box of hair dye & Oud scented hand wipes . They wouldn't know manners if it jumped up & bit 'em on the arse. For those of us plebs having to live in apartments, the neighbours directly above think nothing of their mutant offspring rollerblading the length of the apartment at 1.00am. The poor little darling probably slept until 2pm, so he/she will get an energy boost around 10-11pm & want to play - noisily of course. Need a door changing at 2.00am? Start drilling for those all important kitchen shelves at 10.00pm - why not? They don't mind the noise, but I fucking well do! Why the hell can't the work be done during normal bloody working hours? If - for a valid reason - anything involving a drill or hammer can't be done during normal hours, why the hell can't they inform the neighbours & offer an apology? Yeah right, I'll get pregnant before that happens. Stand in a queue at the supermarket........................you can have either a few items in a basket or a piled up trolley load of groceries & some fucker ALWAYS tries to push in. Arab females are absolutely notorius for this practice. Go into a bank, an airline office, the post office or any business that has a ticketing system (i.e. wait your turn) & there's always one who walks in, checks out everyone waiting & pushes in before the next customer number lights up. Queue? Wait their turn? You must be bloody joking! . 7. Parking. . This covers a multitude of arrogant scenarios. It is virtually impossible for drivers in Abu Dhabi to park in alloted spaces. When car parks have demarkated vertical lines, some fuckwit simply has to park diagonally. If he/she/it doesn't park diagonally, it'll park across 2 bays, because it's too fucking lazy to reverse out & straighten up. Given the ground of a large parking area in a mall for example, everyone simply HAS to park close to the entrance. If there isn't a slot available, they will crawl around & around, holding up a queue of cars because they won't park if it means they have to walk one step further than necessary. Walk 50m in the blistering sun - oh my lord, they can't do that!! Your God gave you legs, so bloody well use them. Then there are those who just have to reverse park into a spot. They can't see out of their heavily tinted windows, but insist on holding up a line of traffic, because it's so much easier for them not to have to reverse out when it's time to leave. People park in taxi ranks, in bus stops, on pedestrian crossings; they double park & in some instances, triple park. They block entrances to businesses, park in the middle of a junction, block other people in, because they 'quickly have to go to the bank/shop/hairdresser/beauty salon' & get uppity if other drivers blow their horns in objection. If the lazy bastards could park inside the bank/shop/hairdresser, they would - but guaranteed they wouldn't park straight. They have no fucking idea really. . . 8. Customer Service. . There really is a dire need for many, many companies to employ fully trained staff - both male & female - in relation to Customer Service. Anyone having to deal with the females in governmental departments who display a blatant abhorrance to us infidels will know what I'm talking about. They look down their niqab clad noses, audibly sigh & communicate by grunting. Is it really too much to ask that you actually respond when spoken to, or is that an extra not provided for in your contract of employment? If I phone & ask my satellite TV provider to ask why my service has been suspended, when my account is fully paid & I'm informed that they made a mistake, which will take 2-3 days to fix, why is it I'm not credited with the days the service is off? Why is it you are charged for a service (of any kind) that is NOT provided? Fill out a complaint form in any retail outlet & you guessed it, I'll probably get pregnant before the company will respond. They will however use your email address to flog off to some advertising company. Make an appointment with a doctor & waste an hour waiting while 5 other 'urgent' patients who don't have an appointment, 'need' to get in before you. No apology is offered & you're expected to sit like a lemon until the receptionist & doctors nurse assistant condescendingly allow you to in to see the doctor. Walk into a large electronics shop, with the intention of paying a fair wad of dosh on a particular item & then walk out after 10 minutes, because the sales assistants are way too busy on their personal cell phones or are holding hands & giggling, whilst probably comparing who has the longest little fingernail. Dare to complain that a particular item is not what you ordered & you'll automatically be faced with an argument, because no matter how much proof you have, the sales person will insist that it is you who is at fault. . . 9. The Arrogance. . One day, not so far in the future, a solution to the replacement of oil will be found. I sincerely hope that those who are so keen to display this emotion enjoy their arrogance while it lasts, because I forsee a shit load of people choking on their bloody superiority. Nuff sed. . . 10. Over To You. . I've had a good old dummy spitting session, so I've decided to leave Number 10 to my fellow bloggers! Tell me about your pet peeve or whatever pisses on your battery, wherever you live. I'm all eyes :-) . . * FHW's - Fuckin Head Wobblers Labels: blind parking, dummy spitting, Head wobblers  
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