I hate

Camper vans.

More specifically, those meticulously curated two tone split-screen type things and the whole culture around them. The whole rebel hippie surfer counter culture outsider vibe that these creations are supposed to invoke is totally bogus. For very one that was rescued, restored and renovated by a genuine car or design enthusiast, 200 are bought and owned by a middle manager called Kevin who has one of those LOVE signs on their living room wall in attempt to acquire an interesting personality.

Absolutely none of them are owned by anyone who surfs regularly, because people who surf every day in this country either work in an ice-cream shop for four months of the year and live with their parents, are on the dole and live in the back of an Astra van or are semi-retired millionaires who live in a massive house on the beach. Actually, some of those cunts definitely have a "splittie" in the garage.

The aesthetics of the scene are so codified that they're total cliches. Every single one looks the same and aren't deemed hip until they've hit the requisite number of hits on the VeeDubClub bingo card of cool. I hate how people in the scene see themselves as guardians of golden age design and taste and yet their taste is limited by this pick list of reference points and they wear old guys rule shorts, quicksilver board shorts and reef sandals.

These guardians of cool listen to Jamiroquai. Guaranteed. They go to festivals headlined by Reef and think it's brilliant when some stoned cunt in a hat playing a didgeridoo wanders into their campsite at 3am.

Fuck camper vans and the misguidedly smug cunts who drive them.

This feels very niche. The activity, that is, and the scene. No objection to hating something that only people in your niche will appreciate.

Jamie Oliver has a VW camper van.

@rhb

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More specifically, those meticulously curated two tone split-screen type things and the whole culture around them. The whole rebel hippie surfer counter culture outsider vibe that these creations are supposed to invoke is totally bogus.

Mine was a battered Ford Transit C&C club style which I slummed in at races and festivals until it leaked like a colander and then a little person joined my family in 2013 at which point I sold it to a wild looking bushcrafty type of guy in the N.E. who wanted it for heavy weekend sessions in Kielder Forest.

Hate away.

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Subscription services that allow you to update every bit of information online, including opting to have more shit delivered at an increased cost, but as soon as you want to cancel you have to ring up a number, sit on hold for about 20 minutes listening to the same repeating low quality music and message about 50 times before you then get through to someone who can't just cancel the subscription, they'll want a reason, they'll offer a better price for the service, they'll let you know that the £1 of credit I've accrued will be lost to the ether.

Tried Beer 52 few months ago as had a deal with work where I just needed to pay for delivery, wasn't particularly impressed by the offerings even for free so opted to cancel the subscription. Apparently though the person I spoke to thought I'd change my mind and so just put a temporary pause on it. So I've just received an email to say 'Hallelujah', the pause on my account is coming to an end and expecting me to be delighted that they're going to be charging my card the full cost in 72 hours for another delivery of 'juicy bangers'.

So now I have to sit on hold for 20 more fucking minutes, whilst I get to hear about some shitty tasting notes about the beers on offer this month before I'll likely speak to someone who will offer me a cheaper subscription rather than just click cancel and end the call.

Is that the one he put a Porsche engine in? Or maybe that was made up..🤔

This is one of the more minor reasons wmy Pact has managed to stay relatively popular. You can cancel online in one or two clicks no questions asked.

Jamie Oliver has a bodyguard

Thinking about the portion of Ravioli (6) I was served in Jamies Italian I can guess why.

Inconvenient but you could report your payment card as compromised to your bank, they'll issue you new card with different number & payments against the old one will be declined.

I'd report them to trading standards too for not acting on your cancellation instruction.

Americans who think they can write recipes.

1) a cup is a shit measure, we invented scales fucking millennia ago you brutes
2) what the fuck is with the shit you think is an acceptable ingredient? 'Condensed celery soup' is not a legit starting point for making a meal.

For this kind of shit I have a revolut card that I can freeze so no payments can come out.

"a stick of butter"

"graaahm crackers"

Butter comes in sticks. Well it did when I lived there.

Makes them easier to hold in one hand while eating them.

Sticks of butter deep fry more evenly too.

I'd imagine if I were to listen back to the original call it must have been said by the person then that they were putting it on hold rather than cancelling in order to keep my credit, and I must have said yes I guess though hadn't understood what was meant. At least the person I spoke to today said that is what their colleague had done. Cancelled it now and received confirmation so sorted in the end.

How would you hold it?

I guess you'd just put it in a mug and drink it.

I believe the answer is aggressively

See Fatberg^^^.

Ace rant there!

.... on the VeeDubClub bingo card of cool.

We are not worthy!

More.

Son's school prom a few years back. Asked me to ask the guy two doors down if he would drive him there in his VW camper. I yawned a bit but did as I was told. WV guys says love to but I'm off the road until June, sorry. Nice enough chap but fits the fatberg template.

Son asks around, finds girl who hasn't been asked to prom yet. Her grandad's got a 1936 Rolls Royce.

Turns up in chauffeur's oufit and opens the doors for them both. Other kids go green, not least the three different groups who had turned up in ... VW campers.

Just 16 different levels of win!

now I have to sit on hold for 20 more fucking minutes, whilst I get to hear about some shitty tasting notes about the beers on offer this month before I'll likely speak to someone who will offer me a cheaper subscription rather than just click cancel and end the call.

Send them a letter on headed notepaper from a legal firm asking for them to stop your subscription.

As @HatBeard has shown, the answer is on a stick.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deep-fried_butter

I'd have challenged them to evidence that. You might have got some free beer as an apology as well as the cancellation. Still, all sorted in the end.