Yes, this is the ultimate in MPSIMS, but my next-door neighbours have had their washing hanging out on their clothesline for over a WEEK now.
And to add insult to injury, they don’t hang their washing properly!! It’s just flung over the wires willy-nilly without any thought to symmetry and shit. It disturbs me, because every time I walk out my back door I am ASSAULTED by the vision of their crap washing pegged up like shit.
What’s the world coming to?? 
the bastards!
Totally agree.
Blue Kool-Aid in a squirt gun oughta fix that right up.
Not Kool-Aid; acid.
They’re probably waiting for pollen season to be over so they can re-wash them.
Little mundane things that annoy me:
When I’m on the bus or subway, and someone near me taps their feet. I can feel the tapping in my own feet, and it annoys me.
When I’m in the bus or subway, and someone near me unzips/unbuttons their coat, so a piece of their coat is going on my leg.
People cracking their knuckles.
In the Antipodes, they’ll be waiting a while 
Can’t say I’ve ever worried too much about symmetry, but I do like to colour coordinate the pegs to the clothing. Not obsessively, just for my own childish amusement.
Lint-pickers. Look, I have a lot of hair, a huge black lab, and a ten month old. A disheveled appearance is my right at this juncture, and the next time a friend or stranger suddenly lunges towards my tits with an outstretched monkey palm or worse, slowly extends that gnarled ET phone home finger menacingly towards my person with the intention of plucking some infinitesimally insignificant speck of lint, fuzz, or stray hair, I’m going to snap it like a No. 2 pencil.
Don’t! groom me, you hypercritical OCD rude mothersquencher.
There are some people in my neighbourhood who pulse their gas pedals for no reason when driving along - RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr RRRrrrrr - I want to run out to them and drag them out of the driver’s side window and start punching them in the head.
Before I even read this last line, I was thinking that “lint-picker” would itself make a perfectly good minced oath.
I left out “no boundaries”. No boundaries hypercritical lintpickers need to back off.
I absolutely hate seeing anyone eat with a little wooden ice cream paddle. It shits me out so much I have to stop what I am doing and get them a real spoon.
People who don’t the proper way to close a door.
You twist the handle, close the door, then release the handle.
Quiet, just a tiny click, instead of a SLAM!
People who shuffle their feet, especially on the carpet.
Pick your feet up.
People who sniff instead of blow their nose.
Sniff sniff sniff It makes me queasy to hear that snot going back up your nose and probably down your throat.
Fills me with the urge to strangle them while repeating BLOW…YOUR…NOSE.
This one annoys me as well, as they tend to make the “kicking the ground” noises when they do it, or end up tripping because of it. Didn’t their mamas ever tell them that picking up their feet is not only more polite, but just a smidge safer?
At my work, dragging your feet can get your fired. Mostly because it tends to be a sign of laziness. Combine being lazy with an owner that really hates people dragging their feet and all it takes is you dragging your feet past him when he’s in a bad mood and you might end up dragging your feet right out the back door. Of course, these are mostly high school kids that have been working there for a few weeks, so sometimes it doesn’t take much to get fired, but still.
My turn. I don’t know why, but for some reason it always bugs me when people gesticulate…out their car window. I don’t know why, there’s no reason for it, but for some reason it always bugs me when the person in front of me is gesticulating so wildly that their left arm keeps flying out the driver’s side window while they’re talking to the passenger.
Idiots who walk slowly in the hallways and leave no space for passing when I am in a hurry. I usually walk fast, but if I do happen to be walking slow, I stay to the far-right leaving plenty of passing space, just like when you drive the speed limit or less, you drive in the right lane.
The shortened form of ‘advertisements’ and/or ‘adverts’ is ‘ads’. There are people on the internet who insist on spelling it ‘adds’ just to annoy the shit out of me.
“Needless to say”. Shut the fuck up then.