mini-moan: take no for an answer.

I've just been completing an online survey for shirts and giggles. When you are as bored and lonely as me sometimes a radio button is your closest friend.
The first question presented asked whether I watched one of about 15 different sports, anybody that knows me will not be surprised to hear I never watch sports.
So having answered NO to every sport the following questions were displayed, they are not word for word accurate but close enough for the purposes of an internet moan.

What digital devices do you watch each sport on?
Obviously none as I've just said I watch know sports.
Then it asks

Which sports do you record to watch later?
None, I watch no sports.

Which of these devices do you use to compliment your viewing of sport?
NONE!!!
Followed by.

How important would each of these XBOX Live features be to enhancing your experience of watching sport?
Why do you keep asking me these questions?

Surely it isn't beyond our technology to analyse the response to the first question and selectively screen out subsequent questions that will just massively annoy the people you are hoping will complete your survey?

mini-moan: loose ends.

Buying new shoes really annoys me, I have a high instep and wide feet so it's a bit of a challenge to find shoes that fit comfortably, though that is more of an inconvenience than an annoyance. What really annoys me when buying shoes is that shoe factories are obviously staffed by morons that don't know how to lace up shoes. Every single pair of shoes on the shelves are laced backwards, half laced, or sometimes not even laced at all. So I have to spend 5 minutes re-lacing every pair of shoes before I try them on. When coupled with most shoes being uncomfortable I can lace up 5, 6 or more pair of shoes in a single fitting.

Surely the first question on the application form for working at a shoe factory should be 'Can you lace a pair of shoes?', and the very first task at the shoe factory recruitment day should be a practical shoe lacing session.

Yet it seems this is not the case, perhaps shoe factories demand that their staff incorrect lace shoes during manufacture, but any self-respecting human would sooner go hungry than be forced to incorrectly lace thousands of shoes in their lifetime, so by science I can conclude shoe factories are indeed staff by morons or worshippers of Satan.

Special Event: so there you have it.

It's sure hasn't been fun these last few years has it? There's been rotten fruit on the back seat of cars parked badly outside a branch of the Halifax. Silly shaped cucumbers too large or too small to fill a hole. There have been strings and sacks that just won't stay together and special guests that never turned up. Computers that just don't work and toxic events that resulted in a massive relocation. Don't even get me started on the meaty feasts that turned out not to be.

So how am I going to punctuate all of this and mark over 2000 views of my blog? Then what am I going to do for my 150th post (this is number 144). The answer is pretty much nothing, I've run out of steam. Yes there are things that are sure to annoy me over the coming days, weeks or months, but the longer I go on the less I can be bothered.

It just seems a bit pointless at the moment.