…hold conversations at certain bus stops. Yes, I definitely know that it is a basic human right. I am told it is called freedom of expression. I agree with it but only to some extent. For example, as The Hater, I am free to express my anger towards badly behaved people.
…hold conversations at certain bus stops.
Yes, I definitely know that it is a basic human right. I am told it is called freedom of expression. I agree with it but only to some extent. For example, as The Hater, I am free to express my anger towards badly behaved people.
But I really hate, with a passion, those people who love to stand at a bus stop and then refuse to enter when a taxi stops simply because they are still gossiping.
They annoyingly raise the expectations of the taxi people as well as those in the taxi who want it to get full so that it stops making endless stops and wasting time. If you want to converse do it at home not by the roadside.
…move around with a bunch of keys.
It is quite understandable if your job is to open the numerous office doors at a given institution. The rest have no excuse to disgust me by moving around swinging a bunch of keys. It only makes you look like a prison guard.
Gone are the days when keys showed how important a person was. Some lousy fellows even have the guts to tag the noisy keys to their waist by the belt. One’s importance can now be decoded from things like the cars they drive, the writings on your business card or the results from a Google search on your name.
It is high time you got rid of those noisy keys. They are no longer a status symbol.
…always ask me who was on the phone.
I think I should get a new press card that clearly defines me as The Hater. I am hoping that this will compel some people to start behaving better especially at least in my presence.
I am really getting fed up of people who always ask me for the identity of the person that was on the phone speaking to me. Hey, this is not just a mobile phone; it is indeed a very private gadget.
If I had wanted you to know I would have used the speaker phone facility. The people I talk to on the phone are none of your business. Therefore don’t waste anybody’s time by asking nagging questions.
…are technically referred to as spammers.
These people do not sell or make sperms! The term refers those empty heads who spend their lives sending and circulating what I would call rubbish over the internet. These fools have now raised the game by totally hijacking your email and sending spam mail on your behalf.
They managed to play these pranks on an editor friend of mine recently. There are better things to do than sending me spam mail.
I really don’t care and besides, I am not interested in collected fake prizes for competitions I have never entered.
…still keep their phones on the hip.
For Christ’s sake, phones have been reducing in size over the years so that we can have them in our pockets just like the keys and the money. Now I do not really understand people and men in particular, who still keep their phones on the hip hanging by the belt.
The belt is a fashion accessory not something to hang things on unless you are a policeman who needs to have your pistol close by.
There is no reason why you should put your huge phone on the hip and walk like Robocop. Get yourself a phone that fits in the pocket, they are no longer that expensive after all.
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