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    What a load of old vat…

     Posted in Anger Level 4 & Gripes & Annoyances at 19:10 on Tuesday, January 4th, 2011 by Mr. Rant

    Today is the 4th January 2010, but it’s not just a normal Tuesday.  Today is Vat increase day, which means things will be three percent more expensive than before or does it?

    Well for  a start we all know that the usual tax increase products will have some added; for those not in the know that’s: Fuel, Tabacco and Alcohol.  The last two causing particular concern amongst those at Rant Towers, but what else will the Vat increase hit?

    Vat on the rise...

    Vat on the rise...

    In our research it’s pretty much everything from a loaf of bread, right through to a widescreen telly, you will shortly see the cost of everything marginally increase and life get just that little bit more expensive.

    Can we afford it?

    For most we still struggle a little bit more, that three percent actually works out to around £590 year on average, which in anyones books is a big chunk of a salary (except those running the country, eighteen of the current cabinet and front benchers each have massive personal fortunes: Fact.) so what to do? To be quite honest we don’t know.  It’s a brand new world out there and we have to hope that the retailers get into some competition with each for who is the cheapest and who can get the most business, not excellent for them but good for us.

    Time will tell if this country’s retailers survive after the Vat increase.  In the back of my mind there’s a sly hope that it fails and it’s proven that we’re spending less, we need to teach the current government a lesson and prove to them that what they’re doing isn’t going to work.

    So we shall have to wait it out, but in the mean time with all the increases remember it’s only the 4th January and alread 2011 has gone to pot!

    Happy New Year!

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    It’s all a load of rubbish… (Really)

     Posted in An Objective Opinion & Anger Level 4 & Politics at 16:15 on Monday, January 3rd, 2011 by Mr. Rant

    A healthy start to 2011 you said, a brand new year you muttered, but nothing has really changed has it?

    It definitely hasn’t in Birmingham.

    We seem to have stepped back in time to the mid seventies and began our very own local winter of discontent. You see, our rubbish hasn’t been collected in nearly three weeks now, and would you have guessed that it’s all due to pay decreases causing strikes by the Bin Men – sorry Refuse Collectors here?

    Uncollected Rubbish

    Uncollected Rubbish

    Sound familiar? Well it should, we’ve been here before, many a time and once again the Bin Men – ugh Refuse Collectors are holding us to ransom by attempting to force their hand. Annoying? Yes. Wrong? Unfortunately not for Birmingham City Council. I’m actually with the Bin Men, Er dammit Refuse Collectors on this one. I believe strongly that you should fight to keep what you have and if that’s a job paying good money for a manual work then you should do it, shout it from the rooftops and make everyone aware of the semi-political quandary you’ve been placed in.

    However, (wait for it, the slightly edgy part is coming) when you earn about twice as much as the average worker, and are payed by public taxes (in this case council tax) should you be moaning that much? I figure that it would be a far worse situation if the local government turned around and sacked you because you cost too much to employ as is likely to happen with my job. So stop moaning? Is that a better option than losing you’re job altogether? Call me cynical (You’re cynical – Thanks) but who has the right to actively annoy the wider community?

    I’d like nothing more than to have my rubbish collected in line with the promises from the Council, Can you manage that? Just this once…

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    Eating… (with your mouth open)

     Posted in Anger Level 4 at 14:09 on Saturday, August 14th, 2010 by Mr. Rant

    Why do you feel the need Mr. Eater, to open your mouth when you chomp your food? I can hear the splashing as the bits hit your jowls, I raise from my seat and wonder towards you, and utter in three words, something you needed to hear.  I raise up my fist from down by my side, a justifiable knock to the side of your face.  See how you like eating with no teeth, you won’t make the noise I loathe so much.

    But now, it’s much worse with your gummy appearance, the sloshing has loudened and now it’s coherent, from across the room, I’m going to scream.  So next time you eat, I’ll make sure you know how much it annoys me, and drives me insane, your annoying, irritating, little game.

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     Posted in Anger Level 4 at 4:42 on Sunday, July 26th, 2009 by Mr. Rant

    As you grow older, its the memories of your past that you look back on and ponder.  When  you’re sixteen you probably don’t think that it in ten years time you’ll be looking back on those time with fond wonderment, maybe thirty years from that point you’ll still be doing the same thing.  Memories are an important part of who we each are and I shudder to think how many memories I’m ignoring for fear of embarrassment, I think at least twenty thousand of those are from when I had scraggly shoulder length brown hair and looked like a dork.

    I was going through a phase OK?

    Alas, as youngsters aren’t we allowed to do that? Heck I’m still doing it as an adult, live your life in that moment, your fondest moment, fuck me that’s deep.

    What am I? The life coach?

    Life coaches what a load of bollocks, maybe sometimes people do get stuck in what they are doing or need a direction but is it not best if you can work these issues for yourself?  Personally I’d rather not pay some suited and booted ape to teach me how to examine my soul and look inside myself to see what kind of person I really am.  That’s just psycho-babble of the worst form.

    I love how self confirming these people are.

    I can save your soul.

    Bollocks can you.

    Bollocks can any one to be honest.

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    Gain Size Today – Spamtastic!

     Posted in Anger Level 4 at 0:15 on Thursday, April 16th, 2009 by Mr. Rant

    Well, over the past week or so I have been inundated by junk email aka Spam.  I have had nearly 500 in three days to my main email account.  Interesting that most of these are to have my member increased in size and or girth! Joyful emails you see, pills galore and a marvellous amount of email pornography, most of this of course is spam filtered and then deleted, hooray.

    The problem is however; how do they get hold of my email address?  Mostly it comes from signing up to things on-line, forums which sell your details or the government most likely.  I’d like to think that somewhere someone in the Labour party is sending emails which contain defamatory remarks or offensive details…. Sounds familiar Good old Gordo encapsulated in a spin row, his aide resigns and no public apology.

    So after much ado about very little; I’ve set up an auto response system on my email account, it’s great fun when you get an email that is spam.

    My auto responder will reply as follows:

    “Hello ‘Gain Size Today’

    You’ve sent an email to this account haven’t you?  Well it would seem that I have the time to reply to your email and also I might be interested in your services! I bet you haven’t heard that one before! So instead of sending me a link to a virus come around and I’ll make us a nice cup of tea! Won’t that be lovely…

    If, of course,  you are genuinely interested in my website or want to use something on it, go to the page named: About and all the appropriate contact details are there! Simple eh?

    Kindest Regards,

    Mr. Rant”

    Usually I get another email back from the sender and my auto-responder sends them another email! It’s an endless loop of backwards and forwards, automated chatter! It’s fantastic fun and utterly pointless but that’s half the fun of spam email, it’s a good laugh to read and wonder who sent it!

    For the next week or so I’ll post every email I get in my spam box on the Spamtastic page!

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    It’s now less than two weeks…

     Posted in Anger Level 4 at 23:56 on Wednesday, December 10th, 2008 by Mr. Rant

    Until Christmas.  That’s something which is infallibly clear.  It’s approaching at a rapid rate of knots and won’t be long till it’s over.  I must confess that I still have presents to buy and things to do before the infernal day takes hold.

    The spirit is most definitely not in me.  On Monday I went to do some shopping at Westfield Merry Hill and I have to say this was hell.  Even at eleven Am the place was jammed and you couldn’t move around for all the retards carelessly wondering around the place.  I mean, do you people not make a list? Not know what you want and where you’re going to get it from?  Is it just me who meticulously plans their shopping outing to make sure it’s completed in the shortest time?

    Seemingly so.

    If you're in this picture, I'm sorry that you're mentally troubled.

    If you are in this picture I'm sorry that you're mentally challenged...

    Merry Hill or Merry Hell as it’s affectionately known is one of those shopping centres which is essentially timeless, not in the sense that it’s magical or exciting but in the sense that once you enter you don’t know what time it is, you loose all sense of logic and time and could be marooned in there for hours without knowing it.

    Of course Merry Hell has all the normal shops which you’d see in one of these malls; to quote an Americanism. Almost all of them expelling some kind of music or auditory annoyance into the air, Christmas songs or the like which make your blood boil.  If I have to hear; “Lonely this Christmas” or “Stop the Cavalry” one more time this Christmas I will surely commit homicide, or suicide, or both.

    I may be bleak willed at this time of year but it really does wind me up and drive me completely barmy.  It’s bad enough at the best of times that I’m continuously subject to the retardation of humanity, but at Christmas this degradation is amplified.

    Please can someone speed the next two weeks up so we can get back to kind of normality?

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