I hate it when I put something away in a safe place and 3 months later I have absolutely no idea where that safe place is. I hate to leave stuff laying around so I am always finding a place for things, but that doesn’t mean I remember where I put anything.
You would be pulled over by the police for breaking the laws of physics. If you can come up with a peer reviewed paper that will show mathematically that it could happen come back to us and we can talk more about it.
This is a self-imposed “that.”
All of my accessories – phone, wallet, key wallets, briefcase, daytimer, sunglasses, and so on – are black. So are my cars’ interiors. At least once a week I panic because I can’t find one of these things. Invariably, it is sitting on a (black) passenger seat or stuffed in a (black) car cubby hole; sometimes I go through the car several times before my eyeballs spot the item. There is, of course, an easy fix for this, but I love black so much I’m willing to accommodate loss terror.
I hate when I *think *my Kindle is plugged in when I’m reading in bed, but the charger end has snuck out when I turn over and the low battery warning comes on. Given that I read four-five hours an evening, this is very bothersome.
Ah, First World Problems are the best.
Yes, I hates them forever. :mad:
When Old Cat goes into the litter box but doesn’t remember his back end is still out, so he poops right outside the box.
We call that “Stinking outside the box”. But he is about 16 and we love him anyway. He is a Maine Coon and he loves us back.
So you DON’T want me to bunt?
My similar FWP – my new amazon credit card is the same color as many a restaurant billfold thingie. I had a card I loved that was bright green and did not choose to change to the almost-black on they sent. I’ve left it behind at least three times now.
(Of course one time did result in a funny. The waitress took a while to find it and then came back with it “Here it is, save the cows!” I walked a sufficient distance away and said to my friend, “‘Save the cows’? I didn’t know the cows were in trouble!” 
“Safe and sound” sounds a lot like “save the cows” in a busy restaurant.)
I hate when I wake up in the morning and find out I am awake. Bummer.
It’s annoying when my dogs have to go out in the middle of the night with stomach problems. I can still go back to sleep and get a few more hours. I hate it when they insist on going out 30 minutes before the alarm goes off. No getting back to sleep at that point.
I hate it when someone pulls out in front of me and drives along significantly under the speed limit. If they had waited until I passed, there was no one behind me and they could have played grandpa on a Sunday drive all day long but noooooo, they have to make me practice deep breathing so I don’t lose my mind.
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When you are trying to fix something and even though you have the right size tool for the job, it somehow keeps slipping off of the bolt or hardware in question.
2.)Stubbing your toe on something, cringing, walking away and stubbing the same toe again on the same damned thing a minute later. Fills me with the kind of rage that makes me want to take it out on the nearest entertainment center or end table.
3.)Related to above; when you open the freezer or refrigerator and something falls out and always, as if controlled by a guidance system, falls corners out on a toe.
When customers bring items they don’t want to the register and then dump them anywhere. How hard is it to hand them to the cashier?
When I forget a word. It drives me crazy until I remember it.
When I buy something then forget I bought it so I buy another one. It’s even worse when in find out that I overpayed for both of them.
When you are drinking a nice glass of iced tea. And you forget and think you’re drinking a coke. It makes the tea taste funny. It really does.