Wednesday, October 04, 2006


Christ, but the world is a noisy place, eh?

I appreciate that some of it is necessary: firetruck and ambulance sirens, for example. Some of it's not too bad and constitutes some of the 'white noise' you get used to and barely notice anymore: the distant hum of traffic, birds, the wind.

Most of it, though, is just people being arseholes. Case in point: Some days, on my bus, it appears that EVERY SINGLE PERSON is on a cell phone, creating an irritating layer of inane chatter, that gets right into my fillings and makes it impossible to concentrate on my book. I can't help but notice that most of them aren't talking about anything they NEED to be talking about in such a public way.

I just wish people would only talk when they need to. I'd be happy if people, while on public transportation, saved their minutes for emergencies . Every time someone pops open their phone on the bus, I start to twitch...I just want to say, "Hey, Chatty McYapper, can't you just read a book or something? I'm pretty sure no one cares to hear you tell some friend that you found 'the CUTEST SHOES' or that your landlord is a dick. JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP."

That is all.


Blogger fatmammycat said...

Poor old sausage. I hate loads of noise too so you have my full sympathy.
You know some days I go so long without actually physically speaking that by the time I meet up folk nowt comes out but a creaky croak.
I am not gloating. If I had to work with loads of people on a regualr basis I would-naturally- be fired for calling them offensive names and flinging stuff at their heads.

04 October, 2006 15:39  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Christ, this absolute WANKER got on the train yesterday, shouting into his phone for about half an hour. "YEAH, YEAH, LET'S TOUCH BASE ABOUT THAT ON FRIDAY" and "I DON'T REALLY CARE HOW MUCH MILEAGE YOU DO, JUST HOLD ONTO THE CAR. WE CAN DISCUSS THE DETAILS ON FRIDAY." I wanted to stab this prick, but had to settle for glowering at him.

After he finished his call, he then had the audacity to phone whoever he was just speaking to back and say "YAH, YAH, DON'T KILL ME, BUT I JUST REMEMBERED, WE NEED TO SYNERGISE ABOUT THE CYPRUS TRIP - CAN YOU CRUNCH A FEW NUMBERS FOR ME AND LET ME KNOW IF WE'VE GOT A GOER ON THAT?"

Cliché-riddled, stereotypical, buzzword-using asshole.

Cheers for the opportunity to rant about him. :-)

05 October, 2006 03:37  
Blogger Fat Sparrow said...

Yep, it's a noisy world, all right. That's why I use a silencer when I shoot people. I'm polite, so I am.

05 October, 2006 06:01  
Blogger SheBah said...

Get an ipod with extra heavy duty earplugs. My pet hate on the tube is being bombarded with the tak tak tak of other people's secondhand music from supposedly personal players. Grrr. And music on the beach or that stuff that is piped out around hotel swimming pools - hate it!

05 October, 2006 07:44  
Blogger SheBah said...

and musak in lifts.....see what you've started?

p.s. incidentally, I really love music, but in the right places for me!

05 October, 2006 07:47  
Blogger SheBah said...

and music on the phone while I am waiting after going through a million options.........see, I'm on a roll now!

05 October, 2006 07:48  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Kav-I would have kicked that guy in the shin for using 'touch base' regardless.
Shebah, how are you on music ring tones on phones?

05 October, 2006 08:28  
Anonymous Kevin's Mom said...

This is totally off topic but you commented on another site that you knew a woman named Kevin. I am trying to find good, shining examples of women named Kevin. (Role models of successful female Kevin's, who love their names and might be willing to help one who is struggling with it.) Can you please contact me at if you can help? And please delete this post as soon as possible to reduce the possibility of unsolicited contacts. Thank you, sorry to leave this post but it is the only way I could figure out to reach you with this.

05 October, 2006 09:25  
Blogger Andraste said...

Hi Kevin's mom. I do apologize...I never really knew this woman called Kevin personally. She was the sister of someone I knew in college, back in the 80's, but with whom I am no longer in touch. I never met the actual Kevin more than once. If I did, the occasion is are most of my college memories!

Sorry, wish I could help, but those brain cells are all long gone.

I'll give this post a good day to hang so you have time to get this, but then I'll delete, as requested.

05 October, 2006 09:31  
Blogger SheBah said...

FMC - I use the bog standard ring tones - none of the crazy frog stuff; though other peoples' ring tones don't bother me. I can't bear colleagues to dial numbers on speaker phones and let the bloody things ring and ring. Oh, and I hate, hate, hate, d.i.y. sounds - for obvious reasons. I didn't realise I could rant on so much about noises!

05 October, 2006 09:48  

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