Wednesday, June 26, 2013

mild irritation.

some things that exist in this world purely (i am convinced) to piss off people such as myself...
let us begin.

Hair Extensions:
they look tacky, they look fake, it is blatantly obvious that they are not natural. GROW YOUR OWN FECKING HAIR! 
on this note, people who cut off their hair and then get extensions. wh---but---SO CONFUSED!? do you want short hair or long hair? if you want long hair, just LEAVE IT LONG. for God's sake. i realise this subject has been visited in a post some years ago, but i still see people sporting this disgusting invention. stupid, stupid, stupid. they should sell hair extensions with a badge that says 'i'm a bimbo'. 
ugh.

'Festival Clothes'. 
There seems to be a mentality amongst the fifteen to early twenties demographic that if one attends a festival, one must wear as little or pointless clothing as possible. why why why??? why do people insist on making what should be events in celebration of glorious music (whatever genre you prefer) all accessible in the one place, into an excuse to wear basically nothing?! for starters, it's impractical. festivals are typically held outdoors, where one is exposed to nature and all her elements. i.e. glaringly hot sun, unforgiving rain, or that biting melbourne cold we are all so fond of. this results in all kinds of uncomfortable side effects such as mud, sunburn, et cetera. would not then the rational response be to dress in such a way as to best deflect said side effects? 
apparently not. all the slip, slop, slapping that was drilled into us as children never sunk in, and it seems that catching a nasty cold is a reasonable price to pay for looking 'good'. 
i could go on about this forever but i won't. you're all twits. i will not sympathise when you come back from falls with heatstroke, nor will i share my warmth at splendour. i will wear gumboots, dress warmly and comfortably, and laugh at you all. 

People who talk at gigs.
unless you wandered into the venue unaware that it was the current place of a musical performance, you would have presumably planned and paid for this particular outing. you are there to LISTEN, WATCH, OBSERVE, ENJOY. the musicians are there to perform. etiquette therefore dictates that you shut the eff up and respect everyone else's right to enjoy their night. why come if all you're going to do is rudely talk and play with your phone all night? go somewhere else. we all wish that you would.

People who hog machines at the gym.
another example of a place where you need to respect and be aware of other people. yes, a rest between sets/reps is acceptable, but if you are simply going to sit and play with your phone or talk to your friend, instead of actually WORKING OUT, then move so someone else can use whatever it is that you are preventing them from using by sitting on your ass. also, you can't 'bag' machines with your towel/drink bottle/whatever crap you're carrying around, and proceed to walk away and use some other piece of equipment, thus selfishly preventing others from using the former piece of equipment. PICK ONE, do your thing, and then move on. you know who you are, idiots, and you're messing with my workout routine. 
lift your game.




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