The Exposure of British
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WANT TO MOVE SOMEWHERE MORE PEACEFUL AND DECENT WITH CLEAN AIR!! (2000
can't stand the place I am living at the moment. ( I wrote this page 2
yearws ago and I am still stuck in the shit hole of the universe - Kent,
including all the neighbours are horrible and ignorant and it simply gets
on my nerves by looking at them.
are already so many horrible commuters waiting for train in the station
already at around 6am.
of the disgusting manners of commuters in the train:
Sitting with their legs wide open as if they were about to have some surgery
on their 'asset', it's a disgusting sight, esp. men in tatty old jeans!
of these stupid commuters do nothing but look into other people's face
or things like newspaper for 30 minutes of journey to London, that's why
I hate to sit in the face-to-face seats with people,I find it extremely
intimitading being stared at by some gits for more than 10 minutes!! Stop
the last thing I can't stand in commuter's behaviour in the train is that
some idiots are always playing irritating music loud with their walkman.Mind
you, Sony's walkman has got some noice reduction mechanism so the noise
doesn't leak out of the headphone. Most of the idiots must have very cheap
nasty ones, not me! )
|(iv)The language of
some people living in my area is unbelievably not quite proper English.-
I sometime wonder if they were properly taught at school.
||(v) I will think of
more reason why I hate most of the people in my rotten town......
most significant difference I found between people in Kent( here) and the
place I used to live previously(Ealing) is that more and more people smoke
in public,whether they are waiting for the train/bus, walking along.In
Ealing I didn't find many people smoking,only a couple of them in the station
from which I was commuting. But here I really hate waiting for trains and
bus here as most of them smoke right next to me and when the wind blows,
it usually ends up having the cigarette ash blown towards my direction
and subsequently damaging my suit.So I deliberately behave to show these
idiots off that I do get offended by their smoking in public by coughing
deliberately as if I was suffering from asthma, waving off this smoky air
with hands etc...... I will never give up until this smoking in public
dies down!!! It is so unfair for non-smokers like me who always are compelled
to inhale the dirty and murky air which are usually caused by smokers'
selfish habit. It's like 'our own space' being invaded by their murky space.
I also hate some smokers who never extinguish their cigarette butt before
they get into the bus/train. If they did that to me, I would press the
cigarette into their damn face!!!! I think non-smokers would do as I behave:
make these damn smokers feel bad about themselves and intimidated by us
showing them deliberately how much we LOATHE smoking in public. Exaggerate
your behaviour in front of them! Thank Heavens, at least my employer holds
NO SMOKING POLICY at work!!! But anyway I'm watching you, ignorant smokers
wherever I go!!!
IN PUBLIC SHOULD BE AN OFFENCE!! (September 1999): My rage is sometimes
uncontrollable when it comes to pet peeves. If you agree with me or not,
just read this through.
was waiting at Waterloo station for a train for Bexleyheath and it has
happened that this shameless and annoying couple ( a typical not-so-tall
young bloke in suit and a woman in trouser suit) has slowly passed by and
stopped at the place which was a few steps aside of where I was standing
at Platform A. I almost knew that these idiots were going to cause me and
some decent people some troubles judging by the way they were behaving
there (the dickhead was closelu having his hand on the bitch's waist while
walking). I got curious and looked at them and just as I imagined, they
started kissng intensively( almost licking each other's lips and possibly
sticking their tongues into each other's month). I got very irritated with
this sort of people who are shameless and darling enough to expose what
they were propably doing in private for all to see. How disgusting and
uncivilised!! Then they saw me staring at them and started giggling at
me as if to make me feel intimidated by the sight. They possibly wanted
to show off just to brag how attractive and arousing they were to people.
Apart from me staring at the cow's arse which were constantly caressed
and touched by the dickhead while they were snogging, I simply wasn't interested
in what they were doing nor was jealous or anything. All I wanted to see
if the cow was wearing any underwear.Judging by the appearance of her trousers
at the back, I bet she was wearing G-string or maybe none underneath. I
could hardly see knickerline. They must be such a self-conceited bunch
of idiots who can't kep their hands off to each other. Animal, instinctive
creatures with no brains- all they are thinking of is sex, sex. and more
sex. How disgusting and behaviour like that should be an public offence!!!
Anyway they kept giggling at me as we sometimes met the eye contact. I
kept staring at them too in order to ontimidate them as much as possible,
nut it seems that they were on heat so passionately that they could hardly
care less. Rather they were enjoying doing that deliberately to me and
others just to annoy. I simply wanted to get away from the sight after
10 minutes of voyeurism but patiently and persistently stayed till the
train arrived. Then guess what! They got into the same train. Why are they
so many wankers getting into train for Bexleyheath and most of these wankers
getting off at Welling?!! After all they could behave in such disgusting
manner in private ,so what's the point of snogging and flirting proudly
in public??!! How dare they!! They should be classified as animal ( or
less being than animal- possibly beast or scums!).Bakewell tart! (2)
Calling someone funny names should also be an offence!! Ian was very
annoyed when he was called " baldie" by some northern teenagers at Waterloo
station( he reckons they were from Manchester budging by their funny accent).
He said he would have these teeage-scums a hard time if he wasn't in a
hurry. Teenagers are such scums that they need brain surgery to correct
their distorted brain.Ignorant Mancunians!!!
rude old English lady at the bus stop right in front of Selfridges
- I clearly remember her so well.It was fairly hot day in summer in London,and
I just finished my shopping at various places in Oxford Street.I went to
the nearby bus stop to wait for the bus,and ended up waiting there for
more than ten minutes.It was fairly busy and packed in Oxford Street,and
people started to queue for the bus. As I spent three or four hours walking
around and shopping there,I got so tired that I felt like collapsing with
my carrierbags. Unfortunately there was no seat vacant for the bus stop
when I came, but after a while some of the people who were sitting on the
bench got their bus to catch,so there appeared a couple of vacant benches.
I sat on one of them with great relief,and waited for my bus to arrive.
some people were lucky and others were not so lucky in catching the bus
and there were more people wondering about the bus stop than there were
five minutes before.Suddenly one of the old lady(possibly late 50s ) in
the queue came up to me and said," excuse me, you are too young to sit
on the bench,you should be standing.can I sit on it ? ". How bizarre and
impossible!!! As I didn't want to cause any embarrassment in the public,I
complied with her request and gave up the seat for this shrunken apple
bitch. She never thanked me for this either, she probably thought this
is one of things which people like her should take for granted. But on
what ground she could justify her belief that young (and possibly non-British)
people like me should not enjoy the public facility and be treated like
a third class citizen, what made her think that I was young, how she could
justify that young people must give up seats for all the elderly and how
dare! how double dare she could have the cheek to order me to give up the
seat for her, mother*ucker!!!! I'd like to know how she'd respond to my
questions.There were other young or young-ish people sitting on the bench
as well,why didn't she approach them rather than myself who was carrying
bagful of things. Ageist and racist cow! Anyway at least I mumbled the
word 'bigoted old bitch' near her presence so that she could hear it.She
might not have... It really ruined my day!!!
examples of sales assistants:
lady at Lancome counter in Kendals - It was in one of the promotional
season and I was quite eager to buy two products which could make me eligible
for a free gift.I asked a lady for some advice on skin care products,as
I have never been a regular customer for Lancome. She reluctantly came
and served me with cold shoulder,which made me feel nervous and uncomfortable.She
only just told me what are available at the counter,and for the rest of
the time,intimidated me by watching me while I was wondering which one
to buy.I nearly had a second thought about buying things from that counter,but
all I wanted was just a free gift which 'd come with the purchase of two
products.... So I bought two products which I would make use of,and waited
for the woman to give me a free gift along with the items I bought.That
cow! I discovered she didn't include a gift in the bag,so I asked her for
one(cheekily). She then 'smiled' at me and game me a free gift. Amazing,many
people at cosmetic counters seem very bigoted,especially when they come
across oriental people like me,many of them would give me a kind of impression
as if I shouldn't be shopping at their counters and buying exquisite cosmetics
just like any Caucasian women,and even if they serve me with some contempt,they
would categorise oriental people's skin type as 'oily' or 'combination'types,
one of them tried to correct my personal opinion that I have sensitive
skin. Perhaps,many of them are victims of the quasi-cosmetic dermatological
research,and are trained to do so whenever they serve customers. (My view
on this matter is that you should know roughly what sort of condition your
skin is in,thus shouldn't rely on someone else's view about your skin,they
are just there to give you an external view about yours or to make you
a prey for their profit.Go experiment and see for yourself!) Anyway,I think
they should realise having many incompetent and unpleasant sales assistants
would put off quite a few customers,hence lose some sales points.But I'm
certain I'll never go back to that Lancome counter in Kendalls,and let
them lose their sales point and face!! Rather I'm happy with American cosmetic
companies like Estee Lauder and Elizabeth Arden.Oh yes,Shiseido(Japanese
cosmetic company) at Kendals are better than those in Lancome in terms
of attitude, my oriental friend told me. Frankly I prefer hunting for perfume
to skin care products,as I can just try a few at the counter and get away
with it. No fuss whatsoever.. I hate to be fussed around!
Encyclopaedia Britannica sales men at Dillons - This goes back many
moons ago,I was browsing around at Dillons book shop,just as I found my
way to upstairs section,one sales man for Encyclopaedia Britannica who
was doing promotional offers near the staircase saw me and offered me a
copy of that ,saying "would you be interested in this,young lady?". It
was all of sudden that I ignored him and went upstairs,and as I was climbing
the stairs,I overheard that man giggling along with the other man over
his use of 'lady' to address me,and joking how inappropriate of him to
use such term to talk to me.... What a charming thought!!! They thought
that was funny,I nearly turned back to shout at them with lots of abusive
words,but I thought "let's behave like a civilised person" and managed
to control my temper. Later on,I took my complaint to the manager of Dillons
who was hosting the scumbags of EB,and told him in every detail.In reponse
I got a fair share of apology from him and was told that this kind of incidents
would never be repeated.The only snag was that I should have got this guy's
name so that he would be forced to apologise personally to me(preferably
on his knees).
of the British people are incredibly 'deaf',hence tend to play music
at full blast,or could it happen in the other way round,I wonder.... They
must realise that hearing loud music for a number of hours could cause
permanent hearing loss.Or could it be other reasons why some of them are
like this - genetic reasons such as syphilis,perhaps ? But I guess it's
none of my business, so let them lose their hearing and suffer more.I don't
care,and it's not my problem!!
often frustrated with the way people spell my names.For the first time
when I ordered a bank card and chequebook,I got my surname misspelt.I took
them back to the bank and told them to correct the misspelling of my name,and
a few weeks later I got another new card and chequebook with yet another
misspelt name.I was furious and wrote an insulting letter to the headquarter
indicating that even 6 year old kid could correct his misspelling(or perhaps
should have said 12 year old?..). Finally a new card and chequebook with
my correct names on arrived, this time they sent me a different format(design)
of chequebook. I don't know whether they did this to piss me off deliberately.....
I originally ordered the one with illustrated birds,and I got a plain one
with no illustration. Oh well,I should be happy at least now that my names
were printed with correct spelling.You can't expect them to do their job
perfectly..... Think of spelling,I would be better in spelling English
words rather than the British would.Why the British have patronising view
about foreign words and names,and why they won't try to spell them correctly,I
don't know.. But at least my name is one of the easiest ones in comparison
with ,for instance,Polish or Indian names.So they shouldn't have any excuse
in not spelling mine correcly.Please note I'm not making any 'racist' remark
about other foreign names here.I've seen some of my friends whose names
are difficult to pronounce as well as to spell.But I always make sure that
I spell all names correctly.
here! I'm not a native English person,but I certainly know how I should
pronounce the letter 'H'.It's pronounced 'eitch',not 'heitch'.
English and Bad English is being developed slowly!! You'll be surprised
how pathetic the knowledge of the native speakers of English are esp. if
you are not a native speaker yet have a resonable load of 'proper' grammatical
knowledge. It nauseates me watching those people talk with incorrect use
of the kids in this country are so spoilt that I sometimes feel like
teaching them a severe lesson.I cannot bear to see many parents who are
possibly brought up just like their kids in the same way.They are the kind
of parents who get very arrogant and protective when they face their kids'mischief,they
refuse to admit their kids' ill manner, and protest with the statements
of "my dear XXX would never do such thing" or "I don't believe my XXX is
capable of doing such thing".... Oh,really?? Don't you realise all humans
are not perfect? What about yourself as an adult or as a kid? Did you always
behave in an immaculate manner? Did you do so well at school both in academic
and in other respects that your name was recorded on the Guinness book
of records? You cannot trust 100% in kids nowadays,they are getting more
and more cunning and devilish.Beside things have changed. As a kid,when
my father said to me,"I trust in you",his saying made me feel that my father
was counting on me,and believed I won't be naughty,and gave me some kind
of confidence that someone always had a faith in me.It was obligation and
duty principle that Japanese ethics was based on at that time.But not now......
Some parents agree with smacking kids and others don't. I agree with smacking
to some extent that it teaches kids a clear cut punishment. It is the last
resort for nagging kids who wouldn't listen to their parents.But it's best
to keep it to moderation.
starts here..] Twenty or thirty years ago,old genetation would say, it
was a different story.Or even before,say,during the WW2,those kids in that
era couldn't afford to do very much of mischief and violence. They had
to support their parents and some of them had to go and get a job.My parents
used to tell me all kinds of war time stories,as they experienced the war.
I would say I was brought up in fairly strict environment where I could
not dare to say anything against my parents. My father had a soft heart
,whereas my mother was very rigid person who was very obsessed with my
education and used to smack me so many times until her hands got internal
bleeding. When asked who I would fear most,I put my mother on the top of
the list without demur(oops!). My friends never used to call at my house
because of their bad impression of my mother unless I used sweets as a
bait and told them that my mother was at work.She probably knew this through
my father whom I trusted on to great extent,but luckily never mentioned
about it.. You get young teenaged parents,single parent,parents who neglect
their kids,parents who breed like rabbits and all kinds.I'm not saying
all the teenaged and single parents have tendency to spoil their kids as
I've seen some cases where parents from this category looked after and
brought their kids up to their adulthood perfectly well.But for the rest,it's
always been 'me,me,me first' policy,or egocentrism - e.g.playing their
personal stereo at full blast on the train / bus and other public transport,or
even in their own personal cars as well without considering other people;
parents who let their brats behave as they like in public,and they simply
don't give a monkey's toe nail about their kids. What kind of parents are
they who don't look after their kids properly???!! Then why have they decided
to take up their responsibility to be their parents in the first place
if they had a choice whether or not to continue gestation?! What's the
point of having kids if they end up causing disturbance and behaving like
wild animals? Besides they cost a bloody fortune!!
old lady who farted in front of me at the Royal Festival Hall - I was
lurking around in the foyer waiting for the entrance door to open.It was
getting crowded and one old "pepperpot" passed me by with farting-she did
it several times in a row, how dare,I thought and stared at her and she
was bold enough to stare back at me. I certainly would have commented on
that farter loud if she had left me with her whiff... This was one of the
nauseating experience with the British.
the places I had lived have something in common.
Neighbour's nocturnal fornication - cor blimey! That often disturbed my
study.But when I was living in a terraced house,I could hear an exclamation
of fornication from one neighbour on one side and the other one on the
other side simultaneously.-Excuse me,this is not a zoo or theatrical training
Utter dump except one in London - at one of places I stayed,the kitchen
roof fell off and caused utter disaster on my dindin.
Places full of noisy people esp.at hall of residence
Weird and full blown alkie (the previous neighbour upstairs),the couple
who like 'nailing' to each other and performing some kind of 'masochistic'
rituals.Well,that's fair enough... But one thing I can say to you is that
you'd probably enjoy living next to these kinds of people if you are a
voyeur.I comment no more...
DIY maniac family with two bawling brats(the present neighbour)- they are
so inconsiderate enough to continue hammering and sanding until half eleven.
They haven't got any common sense whatsoever as to what they are causing
to other people on the other side of the house. Stupid, inconsiderate,selfish
d**kheads one of whom wouldn't speak a word of English!
Recently new neighbours have moved in next door. I immediately took the
dislike of them once I saw them decorating their window with disgusting
amount of Christmas decoration ( with all the flash lights and it is so
diabolically against my wish that one's house should just be very plain
and free from all fashy decoration) I thought the previous neighbours were
better and strangely I miss them in away.
dead,brain dead,brain dead!!! This is one of the distinct characteristics
of swines you are likely to come across in the 'most friendly' northern
pubs.They detest 'strangers' or 'aliens' in their territory.If you are
non-British,then it's even worse. They would stop chatting once you step
into their pub entrance door,and stare at you from head to toes for about
a minute. A typical friendly pub would give you such a sterling welcome...
sorry for the bad joke!
you like to listen to some entertaining non-stop talk show with a twist
of Scouse,try Radio Murkeyside(FM95.8,MW1485) or GMR(Gibberish Mega
Rubbish) talk(FM95.1) around lunch time. Now if you excuse me, I 'm going
to the loo to throw up..... If I am to choose either listening to these
radio talk shows or 10 mile running, I'd choose the latter without demur.
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