I’m surprised no one’s mentioned tailgaters. For some reason they anger me far beyond the actual danger. Yes, if I have to slam on the brakes for some reason I’ll get hit, but that sort of emergency happens rarely. The chances of it happening are very low, and it’s absurdly easy* to rid yourself of automotive butt-sniffers. But I still get furious at the bullying and intimidation.
*Gradually slow down, or just turn off/exit the road and let them go on their way.
Here’s one I just experienced: When there’s a small image on a website and you click on it to expand it. But the only thing that happens is that the blank area around the image goes full screen while the image itself stays the same size.
Thanks, website. I didn’t want to see the image better. I just wanted to get rid of the distracting stuff around it, I guess.
And here’s another aggravation coming from websites, generally a television station or some other news media site.
I open the website, and immediately the video at the top of the page starts playing. I watch for a couple of seconds, and then decide that I would rather read the story. But when I scroll down, the video appears in a smaller box in the corner of the screen and will continue to play until I find the well-hidden ‘X’ to close the video.
If I wanted to watch the video, I would have done so. By scrolling past it, I have indicated my desire to no longer watch it, dammit.
Something that should not infuriate me but does:
Last Saturday I was at the local pool, swimming laps in what is the large rectangular pool on this picture (as it was hot weather on a Saturday the pool was used by maybe 20% more people than on the picture)
You’d think that’s ample for anyone swimming their laps in peace? Not so. Three seventysomething ladies, complete with swimming caps so their hairstyle did not get wet, had to have their aquatic Kaffeekränzchen there, leisurely swimming three abreast, chatting, and making everyone detour around their group.
(There is a café on the grounds, for God’s sake!)
ick, ick, ick. No way I would go to a place that is so crowded.
There can be great danger. I drive over the continental divide a lot (I used to do it twice a day). You get fools in rent a cars that don’t know mountain driving and the hazards of it. I have a number of places that I can pull over safely and let them go on there way and kill somebody else.
Heh. We call them “butt-sniffers”, too. Hey, wouldn’t it be great to install a device that emits a horrible fart odor at the rear of your car? If the tail-gating idiots are that much in love with your tailpipe, give them a real treat.
In other words, heavily processed food consisting mostly of sugar, the opposite of a healthy breakfast. I’ll pass.
Women’s pants infuriate me for thier lack of decent pockets. They are all so abbreviated/small. No room to carry anything.
They yeet my keys and change out onto the sidewalk (I am a pocket person).
Had to buy men’s jeans to get decent pockets.
Minor infatuation for sure.
It def needs to puff a mighty cloud of soot, so as to dust the tailgater! Brilliant!
Slowing down leads to road rage, and is dangerous.
I have sold my wife on Carhartt pants and shorts. They actually fit, for real people sized, they wear like iron, and the pockets are deep.
Hairs left in the comb, hairs in the sink hairs hanging everywhere. Not my hairs, I can account for every single strand that slips off my head. 
A bit obsessive about it I admit it. I have to maintain self control when I see loose hairs on someone’s shoulder or back or sleeve otherwise I’m picky picky.
I have lint rollers all over the house, cannot stand to find a stray hair in the kitchen sink of sudsy water. Heaven forbid one ends up in the sauce.
My Wifes typical attire is a sun dress and sandals. Or blue jeans and hiking shoes. She has kinda said to hell with it with purses. And carries a fanny pack over her shoulder.
She will shovel snow, deep snow in her PJ’s in the dark at 5am. Um… OK.
The Carhart mention above i a definite go to. I wear their shorts all summer. And for working on cars when you have to crawl around in gravel and mud, I have Carhart pants.
I have one- goop on top of sushi. Sushi does not need goop, only a little horseradish (wasabi) and soy sauce- and even that is optional.
If you show me a picture of your sushi and it is covered with goop, I must assume you are covering up less that fresh fish.
Hell of a spread. Where is that, if you don’t mind me asking?
Definitely jerkish behavior, but details matter. If someone is tailgating you in the right lane, or only lane, that’s one thing. If you’re in the left lane of a multi-lane road, you should be making an effort to move to the right to get out of their way. There’s still a better way for them to signal their impatience than hanging off your bumper.
Reutlingen, Germany. That pool is one of our main summertime pleasures. The “group of women slowly swimming abreast chatting” thing ist something I have encountered almost everywhere. There often is one or two lanes roped off for the serious athletes, but I do not swim fast enough to dare go there.
Is it not a thing in the US to drive in the left lane, at a correct distance if not jerkish, and keep your left turn signal flashing?
Hairstyles that dangle hair in front of the face; especially if they cover one or both eyes. Whether in real life, games or animation it just gives me an urge to reach out and slap the hair out of the way.
Veronica Lake made a million bucks looking like that.
I know my feelings are in the minority, and that it’s not objectively important. But, well → points at thread title.