Little things you can't ignore

MEDIA INNOVATION!

Who ever thought to use AP and a generic file photo? That's thinkin' outside the box!

http://www.cincinnati.com/story/new...d-guilty-killing-dismembering-woman/88941376/

Fucking digital douches...

 

Wikipedia movie entries really need an editor.

The "plot" listings tell every bleeping thing that happens in a movie. Not only are they filled with spoilers, they are hackily written and boring as hell.

 

Apparently, after 20 years, I still can't ignore discussion of the Clinton impeachment.

 

Fidgeting. I can't stand when I do it and I constantly observe those around me in situations where people are standing or sitting around in groups (silent ones like train platforms and elevators are the best) and notice their little nervous ticks and mannerisms. People can't stay still. The most predictable these days is taking out your cell phone, but folks will do almost anything but stand or sit still.

It all started for me about 10 years ago when I read the section in F. Scott Fitzgerald's "Tender is the Night" where Dick Diver talks about repose:

They were at Voisins waiting for Nicole, six of them, Rosemary, the Norths, Dick Diver and two young French musicians. They were looking over the other patrons of the restaurant to see if they had repose — Dick said no American men had any repose, except himself, and they were seeking an example to confront him with. Things looked black for them — not a man had come into the restaurant for ten minutes without raising his hand to his face.​

“We ought never to have given up waxed mustaches,” said Abe. “Nevertheless Dick isn’t the ONLY man with repose —”
“Oh, yes, I am.”
“— but he may be the only sober man with repose.”
A well-dressed American had come in with two women who swooped and fluttered unselfconsciously around a table. Suddenly, he perceived that he was being watched — whereupon his hand rose spasmodically and arranged a phantom bulge in his necktie. In another unseated party a man endlessly patted his shaven cheek with his palm, and his companion mechanically raised and lowered the stub of a cold cigar. The luckier ones fingered eyeglasses and facial hair, the unequipped stroked blank mouths, or even pulled desperately at the lobes of their ears.
A well-known general came in, and Abe, counting on the man’s first year at West Point — that year during which no cadet can resign and from which none ever recovers — made a bet with Dick of five dollars.
His hands hanging naturally at his sides, the general waited to be seated. Once his arms swung suddenly backward like a jumper’s and Dick said, “Ah!” supposing he had lost control, but the general recovered and they breathed again — the agony was nearly over, the garçon was pulling out his chair .
With a touch of fury the conqueror shot up his hand and scratched his gray immaculate head.
“You see,” said Dick smugly, “I’m the only one.”​

 

This site.

 

The word "Last" for almost anything sports related.

Unless the world ends NOW, it probably wasn't the last anything.

The Blue Jays have won their PAST seven games.

 

Ambulances that try to drum up business with unfortunate parking jobs.

 

The little head movements as TV anchors and reporters deliver news reports.
Is that to hold the viewers' attention? It distracts me, but there's no changing it.

 

"Double Chuckie Burger, large fries and a Cherry Coke, and it's for here."

"OK, that comes to $8.63. Is that for here or to go?"

 

Here's another that might just be Cincinnati-specific: idiots in a turn lane that, before making that turn, veer slightly into the middle lane. So, instead of a right angle, their turn becomes a big swooping turn that involves two lanes... because turning the steering wheel the correct way is just too tough? I dunno.

 

Reminds me of a story another poster, Just-a-SID, used to tell about a coworker with an odd ordering habit at McDonald's.

His order: "Yeah, I'd like a quarter-pounder with cheese, NO CHEESE."