Say What You Like Wednesday

I asked you what you can't talk about on your own blog - here are the top three...

Numbered for your convenience - in case you want to comment on them

1. I hate: People in general (and more specifically later), blogging, facebook, people knocking at the door, telephones, small odd shaped dogs with little legs and etch-a-sketch faces, low energy light bulbs.I hate being awake,being drunk (love getting drunk) people who drink non alcoholic beer- have a red lemonade FFS. I hate two people talking to me at the same time,wait your turn or form a queue,I hate people with no spatial awareness particularly in supermarkets where they nudge you with their trolley, or worse, their elbows when loading up the conveyor belt. I hate people with Posh accents,(the worst affectation known to man). I hate Carling Black Label, Will Carling, Tommy Tiernan and Hector O'Hectoring, Tom Jones singing, Tom Jones not singing, Ford Mondeos, poetry, poets, track suits worn by people with no intention of performing any sporting activities whatsoever. I hate Ikea, Tesco's, the greetings card industry,Rap,skateboarding, Kilkenny hurling team, politicians, newspapers and journalists, news readers, I hate hatred, but above all I hate me.

2. May I first of all congratulate you on this superb idea - it will surely cause a great reduction in stress for anyone who uses it. My gripe/ thing I can't talk about on my blog is about the man from planning, and the way he eats his lunch. We are usually three or four people in the canteen at lunch time. He always has a packet of crisps, sometimes others of us have a packet of crisps - but it's different with him. He eats them in a unique way. He'll hold each one in his hand - out to the side while reading the paper, takes a nibble and holds it out again, maybe even puts it down for a while - this is a single crisp I'm talking about. It's pure torture. Once I got so annoyed I ripped the page in the book I was reading, it broke the silence while his crisp hovered mid air. He didn't even notice.

3. I can't talk about alot of things on my blog - the private things between myself and my wife. The worries I have about our future together, finances, health, kids... the world in general. Blogs are an escapist kind of place. And they're up there for everyone to read. There's only a certain type of information that might be interesting to the public... My everyday whinges and worries are not of that type - everyone already knows all about them - they live them too.

See Swiss's great post on the subject of this post by the way...