What REALLY grinds your gears?

people who complain about bad customer service


People who complain about people who complain about bad customer service.

Buster.

People who complain about people who complain about bad customer service.


that was good but i was being sarcastic, and people who have to make every little thing into a big argument. Not taking a shot at you buster

people that post on message boards, and get way too uptight about the responses:)

and im with you hessy. thats why you have to tip accordingly. im all about a nice tip if the service is good. and if its not.....

I feel bad for some of the other people who work at restaurants too. Like if the service is bad, I seriously consider not coming back to a place. This is why even if the waiter is RIGHT there, I'll ask for a manager and tell him about the problems I had. I know it isn't our problem, but no one will ever know if the service is bad if you don't tell the manager.

people that post on message boards, and get way too uptight about the responses:)

Isn't this thread all about what makes you upset...i.e.; uptight???

Isn't this thread all about what makes you upset...i.e.; uptight???


that is what i thought

Isn't this thread all about what makes you upset...i.e.; uptight???
it was a joke( hardee har har)

This is pretty long, but I have to really get this out. You would have to ride the Metro here in D.C. to appreciate this one.

During rushing hour everyone stands to the right and those that want to move freely do so on the left side. Even if no one is actually moving up or down the left side, the passengers standing on the right never break ranks. This is an unspoken Metro code. It's almost like train ettiquette. (this rule always applies except when I'm trashed)

Every now and then, however, you'll get these knuckle heads that just stand there talking to their boyfriend or girl, on their cell, or they're just from out of town. I usually have no problem with folks travelling or visiting. Trust me, you know who they are!

Well one day the line was so backed up on the left side (are you guys following me?) because someone at the very front just refused to move. So I hear my train barrelling down the tunnell...I'm thinking I know someone closer than me is going to either push this asshole or say something! By this time I can actually see people boarding, the escalator seemed to have slowed some, and old boy is at the front picking his nose, I guess! Without even thinking I blurted, "getta outta da way!".

You ever see the credit card commercial where everyone is swiping their credit card and moving with the flow, then this one guy pulls out cash and screws everything up? Then after he leaves everything starts to move again. Yeah, that's how it looked after I yelled at the guy.