Whoa, the thread Ive been waiting for;
So pet peeves, from a UK Perspective you understand,
a.) Women in check-out queue's, that have to first pay with exact change extracted from the pound and half of shrapnel in their purse
, then carefully put notes coins and receipts all in their seperate compartments, then carefully place their purse in their hand bag in the right position, all the time having a conversation with the check out girl, whilst the queue of working guys on their lunch break builds behind her. Particularly fun if she's also unpacking her shopping to find the sweeties to quiet her screaming kid.
b.) Women who normally drive a Mini Metro (U.S read "ultra compact") but today hubbie's off work so she's taking the SAAB 9000 to drop the sprogs at school, no idea how to drive it, park it, reverse it, go over 40mph in it, or turn a corner in it without kerbing the alloys.
c.) Men, who having spent a lifetime driving a beige Austin Allegro (U.S read "old ultra compact with square steering wheel"), but just got their golden handshake and are now myopically driving a 4 litre supercharged Jaguar V8 at 25 mph between lanes.
d.) HGV drivers, without fail, on every major UK road carrying out their 56mph speed limited races, making thousands of rolling roadblocks across the country, or alternately, deciding to travel down tight country road in 50 foot long wagons at 40mph holding up massive queues of vehicles, unable to overtake them because of their length.
e.) People whining about other people driving at, or slightly over the speed limit, blah blah. I ride fast because i like to feel alive, i drive fast for the same reason, i don't take risks with mine or anyone else's life, i have 3 Police driving qualifications and a Police advanced bike course. I have a clean license and no convictions because i understand there is a time and a place.
f.) People with their silly upper crust accents looking surprised at me being able to conduct a reasoned and relatively eloquent conversation on a number of subjects because since i left the police and took over the family firm and now i sweep chimneys for a living, and the ability to formulate whole sentences does not fit in with their predetermined stereotype of me.
Sorry, rant over
