When was the last time you yelled at someone? Why?
Note* significant others (your misses or mister) don't count. Nor do children or other family members.
Discuss.
When was the last time you yelled at someone? Why?
Note* significant others (your misses or mister) don't count. Nor do children or other family members.
Discuss.
Do scolding replies to TD posts count as yelling?
Err Umm,
Last night in bed, I had a nightmare that Aunty was trying to feltch me and I started screaming at him.
I then woke up, all sorted and realized it was just a bad dream.
I honestly don't think I have ever yelled at someone that isn't family. (And that was only my Mum when I was a little twerp)
A long time ago. September 2000 in Prague. I yelled "burn you bastard" at a Czech Cop who was firing stun grenades and tear gas at me and my girlfriend (and all the rest of us too, of course, I'm sure it was nothing personal). Reason for yelling? Him and his mates had just been hit with a load of molotovs.
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at some of the caveman driving in bangkok everyday, they dont often hear ne though, the tunnel visioned fuckwits
Too bad. Would have been a world famous thread.Originally Posted by Milkman
Not being a big yeller the last I remember was when at Tesco Lotus (a place of punishment for my past life sins) when an unruly, undisciplined child was running amok with a fully loaded food cart and ran full speed into my Achilles tendon. The combination of pain and outrage at the totally ignorant mother prompted a loud yell. "Get your fcuking spoiled brat kid under control you brainless bitch." I speak passable Lao but given the circumstances I felt no compulsion to pause to go through a translation. Her response was appropriate even though she didn't understand a word I said. She scolded the child, took the cart away and gave me a deep wai. Must have been my hopping up and down in pain, the brilliant redness of my face, swollen jugular veins, finger pointing at the brat and the drill sergeant level of my voice that helped in her ability to immediately get full understanding of my English yell.
"Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect,"
I mutter under my breath a lot, but rarely yell at strangers.
I would guess Home Pro figures into my last tantrum.
Deservedly.
The indian crane operator a few days ago
I dont normaly yell and am normaly quite type of bloke unless pissed or prevoked.
All I can say if I start yelling I am a few seconds from attacking that person
When I was a wee toddler. I guess I was frustrated.
Crappy wet diapers do that to me as well.Originally Posted by Frankenstein
at the fat arse fag smoking solo breeder next door to turn her shit music [neil ferking aargh even the thought] off or i,ll come over and attack her sound system with my favourite 3lb attitude adjuster!
it worked sanity prevails
The last time my Mum had cancer. She was undergoing chemo & needed some cheering up, so we went out to watch BF (he was still alive then) and his band play. She'd lost her hair & was wearing a wig. A drunk farang started talking to her & I thought that was OK, as it was a confidence boost for her. Then with a big leer to his mates, he tried to pull her wig off. I not only screamed at him, I started hitting & kicking him.
He got thrown out & I didn't (they knew me). I'm a bit ashamed of trying to fight him, but under the circumstances, I'd probably do it again.
I'm trying to remember the last time I yelled at somebody but it must be very long ago because I have no memory of it.
But I have very short time memory of yelling at the dogs each time they escape the house and run in the compound where I live.
Peeing on every car and well, making all the neighbors pretty angry...
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About 2 years ago I was working on night shift, 2 people in the warehouse, operating this hell noisy machine and it started having a meltdown. The guy that could fix it was at the other end of the factory so I had to yell pretty loud to get his attention, more like a shout, an "Oi!". He came running.
A few years ago when I closed one of my bank accounts in the Philippines.
Instead of getting a nice extra bit of accumulated interest, they had deducted fees every month from the "dormant account", subject to executive order bla-dee-bla...
Unfortunately the friendly woman behind the counter got most of it, and I had calmed down a bit by the time the manager came forward.
I should add that I had frequently visited the bank to use the safety box I had with them, so it wasn't like I had disappeared from the face of the earth.
Very powerful order it is that bla-de-bla... one. They have the very same one in nearly every bank I have ever used.Originally Posted by stroller
But in the Philippines, banks are patrolled by 15-year-old, Aim-9 wielding, underpaid, scruffy-looking kids who are told to "react" to yelling and boisterous patrons.
Did you learn about this from Fucs News or National Review?
Selfish ex-gf.
demand too many inches
of gold?
Today, I yelled at one of those oh-so-considerate drivers of vehicles they have on the roads here. I was not heard though, fortunaltey I had a full face helmet on.
I just yelled at the comp screen when I realized that DD or one of his moderators deleted my comments on the stories for the two jumpers in Pattaya. But he or whoever was right to do it. I was just being an apathetic shit again.
I missed that - I'll take a look in the trash. Lots of good stuff in there.Originally Posted by Rattanaburi
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