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Three things that annoy me, but also make me feel like a cranky old jerk for being annoyed by:

1. Not being able to recognize any of the people on magazine covers at the supermarket checkout

2. The winos who constantly put the touch on me while I'm walking to work

3. The fact that the PA system in our building has switched from a classical music station to a station featuring Spanish-language covers of "Total Eclipse of the Heart"


Nov. 13th, 2008 09:30 pm (UTC)
Not being able to recognize any of the people on magazine covers at the supermarket checkout

This has started to afflict me, too.

"Kristen McClavin and Ian Rosso: AN ITEM?"
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:40 pm (UTC)
Okay, you know I went and Googled those names to see if they were famous, right?
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:40 pm (UTC)
I did the same, don't worry.
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:43 pm (UTC)
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:45 pm (UTC)
In all seriousness, this got bad for me about a year ago when Heidi Montag and Kristin Cavalleri started appearing on magazine covers. I realized I was no longer in the target demographic for hot 18-23-year-old blondes, and my heart grew heavy.

(Those two are real names, I swear)
Nov. 14th, 2008 05:12 am (UTC)
it's worse in England, because they just use first names. "The latest on Kristi!!" ummm... who?
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:34 pm (UTC)
The people on the covers at the supermarket checkout are Zac Efron. Hope this helps.
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:40 pm (UTC)
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:43 pm (UTC)
The hold music at my company has been Christmas music since November 1 (it's a radio station,) and I hear about it every time I get a phone call.
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:44 pm (UTC)
¡No hay nada que puedo hacer! ¡Eso un eclipse total corazón!
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:57 pm (UTC)
Mannnnn, you know what? I sat here puzzling out the Spanish translation, and I got it k-rect.
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:59 pm (UTC)
Actually, I think I got it wrong -- the last part should be "Soy eclipse total corazon", I believe, both for scansion and grammar.
Nov. 13th, 2008 11:03 pm (UTC)
No, I think you got it right, but then again I lived in Tucson for two and a half decades and only ever learned how to ask where the library was. You know, the biblioteca, a place filled with books written in a language I can't read.
Nov. 13th, 2008 09:59 pm (UTC)
Not being able to recognize any of the people on magazine covers

Isn't this awful? I remember thinking my mother was SO out of it, and not just in an "old people are so lame" kind of way. I mean, I knew who Carey Grant was. Why didn't she know who David Cassidy was? Now it's like, Jesus. Who the hell ARE these people and why are they on my television!? Go away, pretend celebs!
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:00 pm (UTC)
The touch? That's nothin'. Winos 'round here are jest as like to lay the hexin' sign on ye, all hollerin' and wavin' the juju bone.
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:04 pm (UTC)
Oh, and the discovery that Shia LaBeouf (a) is pronounced the way that it is apparently pronounced (I mean, okay "LaBOOF" kind of makes sense if you have any sort of working knowledge of French. Kind of. But … "SHY-a"?) and (b) is NOT the name of a woman, was a major life event for me.

Also, for the longest time, I was all like, "Who the pluperfect HELL is Spencer Montag?"
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:29 pm (UTC)
My ignorance is blissful. I enjoy the fact that the grinning mugs on the cover of the glossy mags do not trigger any response in my facial recognition centres. I am free from them!
Nov. 14th, 2008 12:05 am (UTC)
I know. I love it! I'm finally free! \o/
Nov. 13th, 2008 10:46 pm (UTC)
Oh sure, it's all fun and games until you get stabbed by Ashley Tisdale but you don't know who that is, so the police don't know who to look for, so she never gets caught.
Nov. 14th, 2008 12:02 am (UTC)
1) I've been blissfully ignurrint for decades now, not being an avid teevee watcher since 1980, or commercial-radio listener since 1984. But I do know all the gossip about them, wasting so much time online as I do. Who was married to who, all that. But visual i.d.? They're all That Doe-Eyed Pouty Kid and That Skinny Blonde Stickgirl.

2) The winos of Sydney are awfully polite. Very rarely do I get requests for change. Perhaps because $1 and $2 coins are in big circulation/use here, and no one's gonna cough those up, so why bother asking? I go with the "polite" theory mostly, though - once on the bus, one wino began getting foul-mouthed and his equally-soused buddy shushed him harshly, gesturing to two little girls a few rows ahead. How sweet.

3) Little Spanish spake here, and Oz is 99.9% anglo, it seems, so no fern-language radio (though one public TV channel does stuff in various languages). Perhaps a matter of time before a commercial Indian or Lebanese station starts up, though - those two communities are growing rapidly. I'd best brush up on my Bollywood pop stars (see #1).
Nov. 14th, 2008 10:51 pm (UTC)
Nov. 14th, 2008 01:05 am (UTC)
All those things annoy me too, but then I AM a cranky old jerk, so don't be too surprised. You, on the other hand, are a relatively YOUNG jerk, so you shouldn't begin to show your annoyance for another 20 or so years. It's just a matter of manners...let me die first!
Nov. 14th, 2008 01:59 am (UTC)
> 1. Not being able to recognize any of the people on magazine covers at the supermarket checkout

Situations such as this make me deliriously happy.
Nov. 14th, 2008 02:27 am (UTC)
Good subject header.
Nov. 14th, 2008 09:44 am (UTC)
Th area where I work is the capital of micro begging - no binner seems to ask for more than 20 of the Queen's new pence, so I guess they must ask a lot of people.