Use a smaller ladle.
What really, really pisses me off is people that park in non-parking spots, like along the red curb (fire lane) just in front of the door to the store. Hellooooo? What the fuck- are you the king of the world? Do you see the sign just in front of you that says ‘no parking at any time’? Why do I have to walk 20 feet like a chump, when you can park right in front of the door? Why do you think that laws don’t apply to you?! Oooo, it just irks me so bad, I had to stop going to the ghetto grocery store 2 blocks from my house and go to the nice one half a mile away, just because of that.
I HATE it when my husband uses the laptop until the battery is almost out, then closes it and sets it on the tray but does not plug it in! Later, I go to use it and the battery has 20 minutes left on it, so I have to drag the cord across the room so I can sit and use the laptop while it charges. Ugh! I mentioned this to him last night, in fact, and he denied doing it.
People who seem to feel it’s too much effort to walk the last couple of stairs on the escalator. If you don’t want to walk up/down them, totally fine(as long as you stay to one side, preferably the right), but are you really so lazy you’re not going to move until your toes are actually touching the floor/ground where the escalator ends?!
People behind me, especially at work.
There is a conference room behind me, and before a meeting starts, people gather in the hall. I feel like they’re looking over my shoulder. And when a meeting lets out, they usually gather there again and talk for a long time. Or during the meeting someone will come out to make a call on their cell phone, usually pacing back and forth behind me the whole time. While I hated them doing that in full voice, recently someone did it whispering. That was far worse. Psst psst psst psst psst SHUTUP!
People thinking that just because I’m of the country Y, they’re welcome to ask me how I like it here/recollect their stories about visiting (or being friends with, or being roommates with, or seeing someone on the TV, who is also from) country Y. Also, the same people not getting that -I have interests and opinions on things outside my home country-.
I’ve lived in country X more than half of my life/ am a citizen/ am actually more patriotic than most people I know, and am sick and tired of being treated like an alien.
OH!
Also, people who assume that just because someone met their male SO online, they are a mail-order bride.
I don’t care if I am walking down the street with my sisters (we are triplets). We are not “cute.” We are 28 years old, for god’s sake. Call us “stunningly beautiful” if you must, but not “cute.” 
Unless he’s paying for his own texting privileges, you most certainly can win. You can begin by insisting that (on pain of losing your subsidy) he use your formatting. :D:D
Forward it to yourself (changing the title), and delete the original. Or, if it’s already been dealt with, just delete it.
When people call The Super Bowl “The Big Game”. Yes, I know it’s because “Super Bowl” is copyrighted (or trademarked, or whatever), but “The Big Game” just sounds uber-lame and I cringe every time I hear it.
The sound of filing, or two jagged edges rubbing together (like dimes or Quarters).
I had to get my teeth filed once and it nearly drove me insane. Even thinking about it now gives me the willies.
Cotton Balls. Sweet baby Moses, I can’t stand cotton balls.
And when people mispronounce:
often - pronounced “offen”… and I really hate it when someone over-pronounces the “t”.
**height **- there are already two h’s in that word, there is no reason to add a third: heighth. grrr… just writing it makes me mad
espresso - not expresso. Expresso is not a word.
[WoW geek]
When someone queues for Random Dungeon Finder and then declines the invite. Especially tanks.
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Posters and notices hung crookedly, with so many pins I can’t fix them quickly.
Second on the walking in the street instead of the sidewalk (in the MIDDLE OF THE STREET FOR PETE’S SAKE) and crooked posters.
People who stand in a clump and won’t move aside for you. It’s a sidewalk, not a sideBlockTheWay!
People who have spent years and years working on a computer yet completely failed to ever learn to type properly. “Having your own method” is one thing, continuing to “hunt and peck” after decades is entirely another…
Plate scraping. I’d rather have you pick it up and lick it. You think I’m kidding.
As someone who grew up working with type metal, I know exactly what a ‘font’ is, and Times Roman (and all other typefaces) is NOT a font.
Where I live I see people walking jogging and pushing baby strollers in the gutter next to the sidewalk. I sidewalk paved with the same material (macadam) as the street, so don’t tell me you do it because you don’t like the cracks in the sidewalks.
People who say ‘every other one’ when they mean ‘every single one’.
People who stick their arm in the elevator door just as it’s about to close. For god sakes, just wait for the next one!
Additionally, people who insist on squeezing into an already full elevator. TAKE THE NEXT ONE!
AND! People who are healthy, but take the elevator down ONE FLOOR!
Why yes, I do work in a building with an elevator, why do you ask?
That drives me nuts too, in fact, I think using the elevator for anything less than three levels is a waste of time. I compensate by imagining the terrible, terrible conditions they must suffer. Enlarged hearts, arthritis, and emphysema are my favorites.
Never use the elevator if you’re climbing three floors or less. You should never use the “down” elevator unless you have bad knees.
Well, I suppose if you work on the 175th floor or something…