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minor things that make you fume

I'm pretty sure Maps tried to kill me in Liverpool city centre the other day.

It's horrible driving in a city having to use it.
I have no sense of direction at all.
Like none, genuinely.
Once I drove into central London.
Never again.
I was following sat nav and I was driving down one way roads the wrong way and everything.
Black cabbies beeping and flashing me etc.
My faith in maps and sat nav ended right there in my utter embarrassment and humiliation.
They're ok-ish if you have half an idea of where you want to go in general but not specifically. When it starts sending you round 3 sides of a square etc. you can decide to over rule it...which defeats the whole object really.

My main fume is the sat nav always starts talking at the same time as the missus does and I miss it, leading to
matri-moan-ial discord...(*ponders, looks over shoulder...or is it, I wonder, the otherway round)
Look at them as a guide, not gospel.
 

Any person with an umbrella is a danger to me, being 6'5". When they bump into you they look at you like it's your fault. I can't look at all because I've been gouged in the eyes by an umbrella however.
Here in Spain they have the excuse of not using them often,but the women in particular are lethal.
 
A pack a pigs in blankets was left over from a roast last Sunday.
Went out of date today.
I've just scoffed the lot of them, was going to save some for later on tonight.

Fuming at my utter greediness.
 

Big queue in the chippy at dinner.waiting ages..when the bloke in front of me gets to the front he is umming and arring what to get.i was vexed.

Long time ago now (about 1949) but still remember it. I was sent for fish & chips for dinner. The chip shop was at the 'Crown' at the junction of Stopgate Lane and Walton Hall Avenue. Expected to have to wait for ages being lunch time. When I got there, there was only one bloke waiting. I went in and wondered what the wicker basket was doing on the floor. It belonged to the bloke and he was ordering 24 portions for his workmates. I waited there for ages. People kept coming in, sussing it out and leaving.
 
Long time ago now (about 1949) but still remember it. I was sent for fish & chips for dinner. The chip shop was at the 'Crown' at the junction of Stopgate Lane and Walton Hall Avenue. Expected to have to wait for ages being lunch time. When I got there, there was only one bloke waiting. I went in and wondered what the wicker basket was doing on the floor. It belonged to the bloke and he was ordering 24 portions for his workmates. I waited there for ages. People kept coming in, sussing it out and leaving.
I think some descendent of that fella nie lives near me and goes in the chippy or gets to the bar just before me every time.
 

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