Annoying passengers
Discussion
Does anyone have any regular, occasional or never again passangers that do annoying things?
For me its door slamming. I have one passanger that feels the need, once they have got out of the car, to place their hand on the door and then ram it home. As if it requires that amount of brute force to overcome the simple click that doors usually require.
Makes my blood boil.
Also the occasional nervous passenger that thinks your driving a car with the dimensions of an articulated lorry. And the occassional female passenger that tells you to slow down, but I think we've all probably had that
For me its door slamming. I have one passanger that feels the need, once they have got out of the car, to place their hand on the door and then ram it home. As if it requires that amount of brute force to overcome the simple click that doors usually require.
Makes my blood boil. Also the occasional nervous passenger that thinks your driving a car with the dimensions of an articulated lorry. And the occassional female passenger that tells you to slow down, but I think we've all probably had that
, same as hatchback slamming as well. My daughter is so good at it she can cause your ears to pop with the pressure build up 
Door slamming too (the girlf'). This must hint at an inherent lack of mechanical sympathy amonst females!
To her credit, I never get the "slow down!" treatment, and in fact, she's a competant enough driver herself to realise that when you are pressing-on, your best not distracted. She even kept quiet when I span the car, shortly after I first got it.
My ultimate passenger pet hate, is when you get into the car on a cold wet day, and it immediately steams up, and someone helfully wipes their sticky hands over the windows, rather than letting the de-mister work it's magic. The next bright sunny day, and you can't see a thing through the grease marks.
To her credit, I never get the "slow down!" treatment, and in fact, she's a competant enough driver herself to realise that when you are pressing-on, your best not distracted. She even kept quiet when I span the car, shortly after I first got it.
My ultimate passenger pet hate, is when you get into the car on a cold wet day, and it immediately steams up, and someone helfully wipes their sticky hands over the windows, rather than letting the de-mister work it's magic. The next bright sunny day, and you can't see a thing through the grease marks.
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My ultimate passenger pet hate, is when you get into the car on a cold wet day, and it immediately steams up, and someone helfully wipes their sticky hands over the windows, rather than letting the de-mister work it's magic. The next bright sunny day, and you can't see a thing through the grease marks.
Ohh yes this is one of my favorites ,, nice
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And the occassional female passenger that tells you to slow down, but I think we've all probably had that
Are we back to Mungo's date again?
I had one GF who did not drive at the time, but loved to criticise. Her worst moment was when I tried to pull my 2CV (student car) between two cars at a roundabout. She screamed, I paniced, and nearly went straight over it.
The one that really pisses me off, is when then they are getting into the car, and don't lift their feet over the sill. You just hear a loud clunk, followed by another clunk when the other leg is dragged over it.
Result is chipped or scuffed paintwork or a scratched kick plate, and not so much as an apology. makes my blood boil
Result is chipped or scuffed paintwork or a scratched kick plate, and not so much as an apology. makes my blood boil
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I had one GF who did not drive at the time, but loved to criticise. Her worst moment was when I tried to pull my 2CV (student car) between two cars at a roundabout. She screamed, I paniced, and nearly went straight over it.
This is why my girlf' has decided it's better to keep quiet!
BTW, nothing wrong with 2CVs mate. There's plenty of fun to be had driving at the limit, wiouth breaking any speed restrictions!
Cruising along the m-way, keeping decent distance from the car in front, MrsV6 snoozing in the passenger seat (my smooth driving, obviously 
), then some numpty pulls out right in front forcing me to brake, at which point the Mrs wakes up & yells 
"YOU'RE TOO CLOSE".
Yes. Thanks. I know
), then some numpty pulls out right in front forcing me to brake, at which point the Mrs wakes up & yells "YOU'RE TOO CLOSE". Yes. Thanks. I know
Hm, all of these mad female things sound just like the ones my mum comes up with. I only ever drive my mum in the Volvo these days - I wouldn't survive taking her for a trip in the Tiv! And I don't want teeth marks in my dash...
But we're not all like that, you know. Honest!! I don't slam doors (except when I'm in a huff!), wipe my sticky mitts all over the windscreen or back-seat drive. So there!
No, my pet hates - apart from the above - are people who feel they have to comment on your driving: "you're too close to that hedge!", "you're in the middle of the road!" or stamp on an imaginary brake. Or worse, yell "brake!" at me as I approach a T-junction with a car approaching from one side (at which point I've probably been covering the brake for 5-6 seconds).
Oh, and the people who insist on opening the windows when it's chucking it down outside. Don't get me started...
But we're not all like that, you know. Honest!! I don't slam doors (except when I'm in a huff!
), wipe my sticky mitts all over the windscreen or back-seat drive. So there! No, my pet hates - apart from the above - are people who feel they have to comment on your driving: "you're too close to that hedge!", "you're in the middle of the road!" or stamp on an imaginary brake. Or worse, yell "brake!" at me as I approach a T-junction with a car approaching from one side (at which point I've probably been covering the brake for 5-6 seconds).
Oh, and the people who insist on opening the windows when it's chucking it down outside. Don't get me started...
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My ultimate passenger pet hate, is when you get into the car on a cold wet day, and it immediately steams up, and someone helfully wipes their sticky hands over the windows, rather than letting the de-mister work it's magic. The next bright sunny day, and you can't see a thing through the grease marks.
Ohh yes this is one of my favorites ,, nice
Oo, oo, can I vote for this one as well? Should go straight in at no. 1quote:
My missus is a sh*t map reader. She tells you which road to take with these words,...
'Oh, that was it there,...'
Infuriating. Add 1 hour to any journey time.
Careful, this is a whole can of worms all on it's own. Picture other half sitting with map on lap, asking "Where abouts are we" The worst was my mates mum, who wanted a lift. She was a life long pedestrian, and tried to direct us over a footpath over the canal, and would sit in the back, making comments like "Turn down that road there". Her best one was wondering why we could not go down a limited access road. "Well, I only know it the way the bus goes!"
And now we've got that crap ad with the bloke who slams every door he uses cos he's got a golf, it's built like a German bog and he can slam the door all day long.
None of you lot got any kids? Blimey, the wife is perfect in the door slamming dept. Even quietly pushes the Chim door shit, and the boot too. Bless her!
The kids put dirty feet on the seats, stuff sweet wrappers down the side, kick the back of the front seats along with the music, fight with each other, draw or write their names on the steamed up windows so I am reminded of them all summer long. I just turn round about every ten miles and bellow "PACK IT IN!" at the top of my voice.
This is in the Passat by the way, they ARE NOT allowed in the TVR and frankly don't care as they want the music on when they're in there and I don't.
Gagged of Peterborough
None of you lot got any kids? Blimey, the wife is perfect in the door slamming dept. Even quietly pushes the Chim door shit, and the boot too. Bless her!
The kids put dirty feet on the seats, stuff sweet wrappers down the side, kick the back of the front seats along with the music, fight with each other, draw or write their names on the steamed up windows so I am reminded of them all summer long. I just turn round about every ten miles and bellow "PACK IT IN!" at the top of my voice.
This is in the Passat by the way, they ARE NOT allowed in the TVR and frankly don't care as they want the music on when they're in there and I don't.
Gagged of Peterborough
quote:In the interests of continuing with a happy marriage, I couldn't possibly comment on that as my wife reads PistonHeads too.
No, my pet hates - apart from the above - are people who feel they have to comment on your driving: "you're too close to that hedge!", "you're in the middle of the road!" or stamp on an imaginary brake. Or worse, yell "brake!" at me as I approach a T-junction with a car approaching from one side (at which point I've probably been covering the brake for 5-6 seconds).
Oh bugger, I just did.
(having your passenger brace themself for impact by holding onto the dashboard whenever you get within 5 miles of the car in front is quite offputting too)
You get in on a hot summers day start the engine put the air conditioning on and they open the window ! or even worse your 10 miles down the road it's now nice and cool and they open the window, well thanks I can just about see the pound notes flying out the window.
Or the bloody sun visor, just because we're running late and you've got to put you make up on in the car it doesn't mean I can see through the blody thing at junctions.
Or the bloody sun visor, just because we're running late and you've got to put you make up on in the car it doesn't mean I can see through the blody thing at junctions.
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