Stupid s*** overheard in random places

I know this all to well.

I get into constant fits with my grandfather if I don't just automatically agree with him right away.

Him: "You ALWAYS say I'm wrong right from the start. It gets very annoying."

Me: "I wasn't saying your wrong. I was just saying I'm not COMPLETELY SURE based on my information. You jumped to conclusions YET AGAIN before I could finish my thought thus making ME sound like an asshole."

Him: "Don't give me that bullshit. You ALWAYS say I'm wrong right off the bat."

Me: "Oh really? Give me some proof."

Him: "Well..."

And so forth...

Seniors. Can't live with them; can't live without them. ESPECIALLY when they're family...

 

Hmm I got two, back in high school I had this science teacher than was a total bitch, I mean she actually thought she was the queen of science, she honestly told me I'd never amount to anything, heh funny story.

So one day we started talking about nuclear half lifes and how long they last.

So I asked, how do we know that the half life will be that long, she said the math says it will.

I said, but what if the math is wrong, she said, the math is never wrong.

I said, but what about nature and unforeseen consequences that could change the given half life of that element, a few nerds laughed because I made a Half Life joke, she then said, I already told you the math says it's absolute.

I said alright, how long have we known about these radioactive elements and their half lifes, she said since the last century.

I said, well then how can one know the half life of said element if the element has only been discovered for about sixty years? The half life of this element is supposed to be about 2500 years, but we haven't known about this element till sixty years ago and, none of us have or will be around in 2500 years to say the math was correct so explain to me how the math is exact?

She then said, if your so smart why do you keep failing your tests, I then said, if your so smart why are you a high school teacher?

I of course got sent to the principal for being a smart ass, but since it was the cool principal he just said don't do it again since the teacher is only trying to help you learn.

And then I had a computer teacher that always said don't argue with me no matter how stupid the thing was. This one time my friend was so bored in his class, he made a bunch of folders within folders over and over again, which wouldn't be saved since the computers are booted from a server rather than the local hard drive.

So the teacher comes over and asks, what are you doing, my friend is like, nothing, whats that folder? Just a folder on the desktop with other folders in it.

Why did you do that? Because I was bored. You know that can damage the computer. How, nothing is saved on the hard drive, it's network booted.

Don't argue with me, go to the principal you have detention now. Why? Because you're destroying school property.

I chimed in and said, but since it's on a network when the computer is rebooted the folders will be gone, as an IT teacher you should know that. No don't argue with me, you go to office too! Why? Because your helping him destroy school property? How do you figure? Don't argue with me, out!

The principal laughed, we weren't in trouble and that teacher was fired a couple of months later for ordering some animal sex toys or something xD

 

The librarians in my school are retards, and I overheard one explaining what an app and applet are to another librarian. I can't remember the first part but she literally says,"Apps are for apple computers and only work on apples."

 

Some time ago I went to a musical instrument store looking for an audio interface as i was having some problems with lattency on mine, so, I talked about the problem with a attendant who was helping me. I asked if they had internal interfaces as the problem could be the USB transfer rate.

Them he said something like that: "No, thats not going to help you, external devices are pretty much faster than internal ones, take an external HD as example, they don't even compare with internal hard disks as they are much faster"

When i heard it, i just thought: "Better look at internet..."

 

To be fair it's possible. I've had 5400rpm drives perform worse off than 7200rpm external drives by a long shot but anyone worth their spit will know that an internal bus capable of several gigabits/second can more than theoretically outperform a bus capable of only a few hundred megabits.

 

One time I was at the library and saw a dude with shades running down the stairs with security guards chasing and I heard someone say the dude was getting high in the restroom.
Another time I was at gamestop and I heard someone say all Xbox games suck (whatever to them).

 

I once heard somebody at a GameStop say "the dreamcast sucks!"

 

Great topic this. I have a particular experience that still irks me three years after the fact (this was sometime in late October 2009). It's not game-related but demonstrates remarkable shallowness.

Back then I was living in the center of Barcelona as an exchange student. You might know the city for its remarkable architecture (Gaudi, the Catalan Art Nouveau movement, the Sagrada Familia etc.) and for its vibrant nightlife. Well, I happened to inhabit a tiny room in a delapidated building right in the middle of everything (where "everything" refers to drinking establishments). It just so occurred that I got drunk as a lord on a specific night, precipitating a spectactular hangover the next morning. It was a pleasant autumn day, so I decided to walk it off with a good stroll around the city. I've always found art to be particularly enjoyable when one is dyspeptic, for some reason (provided a decent greasy breakfast is consumed first).

So, I set out on foot towards the city's "new" center (as opposed to the medieval quarter where I lived). Ambling around the splendid boulevards, feeling a warm breeze in my hair, I dreamily took in the surroundings. If you're into classic architecture, like I am, I can assure you it's quite a sight. After a while I make it onto the Passeig de Gracia, a very luxuriant boulevard lined with absolutely unique buildings such as these:


La Manzana de la Discordia, Barcelona (For Trade) by jordipostales, on Flickr

(it's not the best picture but flickr search seems to be down)

And that's just the most well-known, the entire area is brimming with imposing, highly-ornamented buildings over a century old. This area has been UNESCO'd to the hilt and is well known for it, and a recognized tourist draw the world over. It's also said to be the most expensive real estate in all of Spain.

Well, to continue, as I walked down the boulevard, straining my neck to admire the wondrous masonry all around, I heard two American girls, in their twenties, chatting in the most horrible of Valley Girl accents:

"Would you imagine living here..." one intoned...

"Why yes" my mind wandered... that would be magnificent, as my thoughts floated back to grander times, of art and poetry, the bohemian cafe culture of early 20th century Europe (here's a soundtrack to my particular train of thought), Picasso, Catalan modernism, literature... a time of Beauty and Great Anticipation, yet unmarred by the ravages of war and the relentless arrival of bland, functionalist architecture... a reverie that took a mere second seemed to last forever, as my mind wandered further and further into the balmy greens of an imagined past...

"...above the Chanel store?" she continued, dreamily, in her despicable tongue.

UGH! I almost spat in her face. It might've been fancy, but I could feel my poor stomach churning under such an onslaught of depravity. Argh, if only I could un-hear such vapid notions of shoddy consumerism. I felt soiled, attacked, longing to physically avenge this assault upon good taste. I restrained myself and walked away, intensely nauseated.

Which brings me to my point. What on earth is the point in flying halfway across the planet, at great expense to yourself and the environment, to wax lyrical about an thoroughly commercial chain store that has stores around the world? Even if one doesn't care for architecture, is one completely oblivious to anything that can't be bought in a mere transaction? The valley girl accent to my mind evinces a shallow stupidity (even though this is not always the case), but these two were particularly severe in this regard. What the eff is so nice about living above a Chanel store anyway? Shouldn't these people just stay in their prefab burbclave and hang out at their cooky-cutter mall? That said, even if one does travel, Barcelona is not the best shopping destination imaginable (though it's not bad). Did they, in a whiff of empathy, ever wonder whether everybody is attracted to the same amenities? Do they, in other words, even know that they are seeing something unique?

Ugh, call me elitist, but I found this offensive. End of rant.