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These Places Turn People Into Dicks

These Places Turn People Into Dicks
Carly Jacobs

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It occurred to me the other day that our moods are almost directly related to our environment. For instance I’m always a bit angry when I’m in the car. Whether I’m driving or being chauffeured, I’m either going towards something cool or fleeing something shit and neither thing is ever happening fast enough. Conversely I’m rarely anything but delighted when I’m in bed. This got me thinking about environments where people notoriously behave like shit heads and I decided to list these places for your amusement. 

These Places Turn People Into Dicks

1. Music Festivals

Now I’ve never been to a music festival because I refuse to spend $300 on a musical experience that doesn’t require a 50 piece orchestra, the wearing of control top undies and the necessity for my date to smell like Freshly Showered Man. Why is this? Because I once read about a girl who had her toe stomped off in the mosh pit of some Big Green Golden Falls Day festival. Stomped. Off. She probably also had to pee in the bushes that day and had to stop her friend from having drunken ugly sex but that’s beside the point. The point is that people turn into giant dicks at music festivals. Lots of my friends go to music festivals (they’ve long since stopped inviting me thank god) and every single time they return, they have several Dick Stories. One friend returned to his car after three days of camping to find a giant human turd baked into his bonnet. A girl from my school had her ponytail CHOPPED OFF in the crowd by this deranged young lass with a giant pair of scissors. I even heard a rumour about some vagrant who pissed into a spray bottle and went around spritzing the crowd with his mellow yellow. In conclusion, if you ever see me at music festival, call the police for I have surely been kidnapped.

2. Airports

The last time I was on a plane there was this woman complaining loudly about the staff having to do a safety check and consequently delaying the flight by 20 minutes. Personally, I’ll wait ALL DAY for a safety check. I think 20 minutes of my day is worth not dying for. Then there was the charming gentleman who tore strips off the air hostess because the overhead locker above his seat was full and he had to put his bag in the locker across the aisle. He ‘paid good money for his ticket‘ (it was a JetStar flight – unlikely) and ‘part of his ticket purchase included a space for his carry on luggage!‘. It took four other people rearranging their bags so he could put his suitcase above his own precious head. What a dick.

3. 7Eleven on Free Slurpie Day

When free things are involved, everyone’s sense of entitlement goes through the roof. When you’ve got a bunch of freeloaders waiting for their slushy and the machine breaks, there’s always threats of lawyers getting involved or losers who knock over shelves in faux macho displays of annoyance. There is nothing that will turn a person into a dick faster than offering them something for free and then taking it away again.

4. Gyms

It’s those people who think that their workout is more important than everyone else’s that really get my goat. Those guys who will hog four different machines because they’re ‘doing sets and they’ll lift one giant weight, scare the shit out of everyone with a groan that makes it sound like they snapped something and then stand there for a 15 minute recovery with their shit spread out on all the machines you want to use. Dicks.

5. The Deli Counter at The Supermarket

There’s always one person who jumps the queue and they know they’re doing it which makes them an even bigger dick. It’s also because they can get away with it. The Deli Counter is a free-for-all of organisation and the poor people behind the counter can hardly be expected to keep track of the order of customers between measuring out cheese and ham slices. The Deli Counter really brings out the worst in people. Oh and that smug smirk as they realised they got away with jumping the queue… major dicks.

6. The Post Office

My favourite are the people who come in, see the giant line, march to the front and say ‘Oh I just need an express post-bag and some cash out!. It happens almost every time I’m in the post office. I’m like ‘Yeah dude, get in line, so does everyone!‘. I mean if you were in line at the movies you wouldn’t go to the front of the queue and be all ‘Oh i just want some movie tickets!‘ so why do it at the post office?  There also seems to be this unwritten rule of Post Office employment where they just allow people to jump the queue. It’s bizarre. Although everyone just stands there, quietly seething, allowing it to happen the dicks keep on being dicks. What dicks.

7. Anywhere With A Protective Screen

It’s kind of self-explanatory. Taxis, passport offices, ticketing booths, Centrelink, police stations. Places where people tend to be disappointed a lot and therefore want to smash the innocent person delivering the bad news. Places with protective screens are dick magnets.

Where do dicks amalgamate in your world? The bank? Bars? Clothing stores? Do share.

28 Comments

  1. cilosophy.blogspot.com 10 years ago

    This is fantastic.
    The roads, people tailgating you.
    Because where they have to go is much, much more important than where I have to go.

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      ARGH! Tailgaters!!!! RAGE!!!!!!!

  2. 26 Years & Counting 10 years ago

    Wow I’ve never seen anyone do that in the Post Office! And at the gyms, I can’t help but crack up at those people. I enjoy gyms a lot for secretly giggle at ‘cool’ people – no one looks cool in sweat! Mine would be shopping centres – especially if you’re injured or sick and can’t walk fast so people just crash trolleys and prams and feet into you.

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      Happens all the time to me. I think it’s because I live in an area where people are designers and they constantly have to post things.

  3. Jasmine 10 years ago

    Ugh, music festivals. A friend of mine was telling me that she returned to her tent … to find it had been used as a private loo. Someone had gone in there and taken a piss and a dump on her sleeping bag. WTF? Worse, when I mentioned this story to another friend, she said the same thing had once happened to her. What is with people going to festivals and literally shitting on other people’s property?

    Also, the queue jumping. Little old ladies in Moonee Ponds, especially at the supermarket. The number of times some old bint has tried to push in front of me and then feigned a complete lack of English while trying to gesture to her basket, suggesting it’s not a big deal that she only has a couple of items (or, in one case, an entire freaking bag full of condensed milk cans … I don’t care that it’s all the same item, THERE’S LIKE 50 OF THEM IN THE BAG). Happily the ladies at the checkout will call them on that shit – but then the old bints stand in line sighing loudly and stomping their feet crossly. USE THE FREAKING SELF SERVICE or the express lane!

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      YES!!! There’s a particular lady that does it at my local. So frustrating.

  4. Pissed Off 10 years ago

    I got ANGRY just looking at that photo of the post office! Which reminds me, I have to go to the post office tomorrow! FML.

    Cyclists. FUCKING CYCLISTS. I have no words for how much I HATE 40 year old men in lycra. Dicks in my world all come together in a HERD OF 50 at 5.30am on a Saturday morning when I’m driving to the markets. They drive ALL OVER the road and get in my lane, right in front of my car making it impossible to drive even though I’m the only one on the road at that time…and then when I beep at them to get back in their lane, they will chase my car for a km screaming abuse at me for implying that they should be following road rules…..because being an ugly grey cunt in lycra makes you exempt from road rules apparently!

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      I’m a cyclist, motorist and most often a pedestrian and I think if you’re going to ride on the road you should have a bike road license. I also think that motorists should have refresher courses every few years to remind them of road rules. The whole thing is so frustrating and it’s because no really knows whats going on.

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      Smaggle 10 years ago

      PS I think that’s the first time someone has dropped the c-bomb in my comments. I’m feeling oddly anamoured of you right now.

  5. Kathryn OHalloran 10 years ago

    Most of the reason IMO that the PO is full of dicks is because it’s no longer a post office. It’s a pay your bills, buy office supplies, get foreign currency and god knows what else office! Then I go there to do their core business – post a letter – and have to wait forever! Arrrrgghhh.

    As for airports, there is a whole other level of dicks for the baggage caoursel. Your bag doesn’t come out faster just because you stand up next to it!

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      Yeah true that! Every time some is in there paying a bill I’m like ‘Hey… there’s this thing called the interet…’

    • Nicole 10 years ago

      That is SO true! My American husband was always so confused in Australian Post Offices. He’d be shaking his head going “why is there all this merchandise? aren’t we here to send mail?!” American Post Offices are nothing like that. Still long lines, but no frills, all mail.

  6. Nellie 10 years ago

    Funniest comment section ever. After such glowing reviews of iconic music festivals it got me thinking. The Big Day Out sounds like it may need a name change… Over to you Smaggle. I see the word dump somewhere in the title.

  7. Amy Elizabeth 10 years ago

    The thing that always gets me is when people park in disabled or ‘mum and baby’ spaces. That is a totally dick move, wherever you are.

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      Yeah that shits me! I admit I sometimes use a disabled toilet every now and then in an emergency but never a car space.

  8. Claire 10 years ago

    Clubs/bars, especially those with pretentious to be swanky but we all know they’re really full of mafia and hookers (this is in London). Festivals and airports I second, but actually my local post office (in Stockholm) is quite lovely and friendly. It’s tiny and I go there quite often to feed my Amazon/books in English habit so I know all the staff now and even the customers are fairly friendly and human. I’ve never experienced anything like this before though, it’s evidently a Swedish thing.

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      Oh I just think everything is better in Sweden. #jealous #totallymovingthereoneday

  9. Nessbow 10 years ago

    Fitting rooms. I work in retail and I get really P.O’d when people ask to go into the disabled fitting room because it’s bigger and has a larger mirror and a chair. I get so tired of explaining to vain customers that the reason the room is larger is because it’s designed for customers who have mobility aids, or who need a carer to help them undress. It’s function isn’t to allow an able-bodied customer to get a better view of their arse.
    Also, so many people regularly push in front of others to get to the fitting room. Or leave the rooms in a most disgraceful state. I don’t mind if you don’t have time to hang up the clothes you’ve tried on. Bring them out to me and I’ll happily fix them up for you. Just don’t leave them in a crumpled heap on the floor.

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      I had no idea the big change rooms were for special needs customers! I just thought they were awesome big change rooms. Noted.

      • Nessbow 10 years ago

        Some stores do just have extra-big change rooms, for when people want to go and try things on together or in cases where customers are getting bra fittings and such.

        In the shop I work in, the big change room is clearly marked that it is for customers with special needs. And in spite of that, I still get people asking if they can go in there “Because the mirrors are better” or “Because I can’t walk around in the regular rooms to see whether this dress flatters my bum”. Although there is ample room and mirrors outside the fitting rooms, which customers are welcome to use.

  10. dovem33 10 years ago

    I could have written this myself ( not as well) except for the free Slushiie/ Slurpee thing. You couldn’t give that to me for free…. Also what is it with people and their carry on bags. We recently flew Qantas ( oh we are ladeeda my end) and I felt like screaming “Dickheads you think your saving time with your carry on bags but you just delay the flight getting on then shoving them in everywhere” And what is it with standing in the aisle on planes. Do you get a free slurpee if you get off first or second??? Sit the frig down and wait five minutes. Oh and music festivals. I reckon if they just projected stuff on screens the majority of the festival goers would not even notice. As long as they get to take their tops off ( ladies I am looking at you too) and get stoned to the eyeballs and keep constantly moving all day they wouldn’t know the difference.

    • dovem33 10 years ago

      And yes my hubbie decided to drag me to a couple of “Music Festivals”. Each time I had my periods and it was sticking hot. What a mind bending experience that was. In pain inside, outside and mentally.

      • Author
        Smaggle 10 years ago

        I just flat out refuse. It’s just icky. I’d rather be on a friend’s balcony near a fridge and toilet.

    • Author
      Smaggle 10 years ago

      Oh man, I’d step over my dead grandmother for a slushie. Anything cold, slushie-like, ice cream-like, I’m all over it. Ha ha! Project it all on screens! That would be hilarious and heaps cheaper.

  11. GoddessMel 10 years ago

    I now feel all stabby… and giggly at the same time. Thanks as always for putting a smile on my face Ms Smaggle.

  12. Nicole 10 years ago

    This was all hilarious and spot on!

    We just came back from Vegas this past Sunday. I arranged that return date being the clueless Aussie that had no idea the Sunday after Thanksgiving was the busiest travel day of the entire year. Hooray! Our local airport has this underground mini train system that gets you from different gates to arrivals and baggage claim etc. It has the CRAZIEST door closures that, I think, could amputate a limb if you tried to get in just in time. When we got to the train, there was about ten rows back of people all waiting right next to the area where the train stops. We being sensible people, stand all the way over the other side of the room as the already packed train pulls in. Not these people. Waiting for the next train in two minutes would be devastating so they instead just keep trying to cram in. Like trying to get a joke snake back in a can of jellybeans. I seriously thought a small child, who was just following her dickhead parents, was going to lose her suitcase and the tiny arm holding onto it. I winced/cringed watching the whole thing. 4 minutes later after we’d seen this twice, we were on a train with like two other people. Just so absurd.

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