I’m pretty sure thank you is two separate words. TWO SEPARATE WORDS.
BTW - pocket pool/billiards has nothing to do with playing with change.
I hate it when I am getting dressed in the morning and I put my t-shirt on backwards. Then I have to take the friggin thing off, and put it on the right way.
I know that’s really petty and small, but it’s such a time wasting irritant.
Or when I am on the way out the door and some stinking dog starts hopping up and down at the door ‘cause they really, really need to pee. So I have to stand outside for five minutes and all the dog does is chase snowflakes.
Trucks that spew rocks that ping my windshield
Phone Callers that ask “What are you doing?” I am answering the damn phone!!!
Non-registered vehicles using public roads. Farmers…Do you hear me?
Farmers that burn their fields. My car burned up 5 1/2 yrs ago in a ditch because of a burning corn field.
3 ft putts stroked perfectly that do not go in.
Dogs running loose.
My boss.
My alarm clock actually working at 5 am.
My dogs who do not want wake up at 5 am.
The tax collector who tried to assess me an extra $50 even after I proved him to be wrong.
Cops who pull me over for doing 38 mph in a 35 mph zone and make me do a sobriety test at 2 pm. I blew a 0.0 btw.
Finding gas is selling for 10 cents less a gallon in a neighboring town.
Wal-mart the day when the gov’t checks are cashed.
Narrow aisles in my old Wal-mart store.
Seeing caravan of cars with Illinois plates headed to Memphis on the first day of the month to pick up their 2nd Welfare checks.
The months of January and February. C’mon Springtime.
Tiger Woods fist pumps that make the crowds boisterous and then complains about the fans in golf.
Wrong numbers.
People taking (or making) calls on their cell phones at restaurants. Excuse yourself to the lobby!
DirectTV who won’t let me have CBS and ABC via satellite. I do get NBC and FOX.
The static on AM radio stations.
Buying junk food with food stamps.
Cats are the source of all evil and wrongs in our society 
Sorry, I’ve never liked them since one invaded and mauled the bluetits in a nest outside our house.
Finding out there is no milk AFTER pouring myself a bowl of cereal and feeling like a shmuck as humbly pour it back into the box.
Oooooh, Sock Munkey, I Hate That.
Another list (I guess it’s endless…)
Broken shoelaces. YAAAGGHHHHH!
Getting caught naked in the kitchen by the police.
Accidentally applying the conditioner before the shampoo.
Stepping on fresh catpuke in your bare feet.
Having to put down a really good book to do something else (like work, for instance).
Emptying the kitty box.
Zev Steinhardt
What were the cops doing in your kitchen? Making some bacon and eggs?
OOO! Me, too! Hate 'em!
The worst is when they assume that it’s okay to touch my hair. Right after “Your hair is so long!” they pick it up and start stroking it. What I want to say is, “That is part of my body you’re holding there, stranger. If you don’t drop it, I’m going to give you a black eye.” Alas, I am too shy. I usually just sigh and take it away. What on earth makes people think that this is okay behavior? If I had unusual legs would you touch them?
Cooking bacon while naked can result in Something I Really Hate.
They were rapping on the window with their flashlights. No curtains, as we live in a rural area and our kitchen overlooks the forest. I was zipping through to the laundry room to fetch some freshly laundered unmentionables. It was a real drag.
When people write checks for really small amounts, like $1.76.
When my dog insists that she absolutely has to go out, then decides to sniff the air…let the breeze blow her fur out of her face…sniff all the squirrel trails…eat the squirrel corn…play with an acorn…hide said acorn in her mouth…and then go back inside without having gone to the bathroom and then proceed to break the acorn into little pieces on the carpet.
When my little brother tries to sing. (It’s absolutely horrible!)
When people act like they’re 10 year olds (no, I’m not talking about the 10 year olds of the world, I’m talking about older people.)
When a guy won’t stop staring at my chest when I’m having a conversation with him. TALK TO MY FACE!!!
There are more, I’m sure I’ll come up with many.
That everytime I want or need to look good; meeting new people, the job interview I’ve got tomorrow, etc; my face decides it’s time to pretend I’m 16 again. Godammit, I’m 20! I shouldn’t have to worry about zits any more!
No I * don’t * have two dollars, because I spent my last two dollars on gas at these ridiculous prices! People are sooo rude! </obscure gaming joke>
Any dance routine where the dancers pretend to play musical instruments. Drives me freaking nuts. I have similar feelings about air guitarists, and especially, air saxophonists.
people who hold up other cars in the parking lot so they can wait while the little old lady gets into her car and puts her seatbelt on and adjusts the mirrors and starts the car and looks back over her shoulder and backs up and finally leaves so that he can snag her parking space, by which time 15 other cars are stacked up behind.
Songs which the word alibi to mean ‘lie’. Alibi and lie are NOT synonamous.
- workplaces that give people free coffee, which I don’t drink, yet make you oay for soda, hot chocolate or anything else
- adults who sing children’s songs
- child beauty contests (remember the creepy Jon Benet pics?)
- mimes
- company bands at company events
- phone messages from coworkers or customers who assume I’ll know who it is by voice tone and don’t leave their names
- flickering fluorescent lights
- people who can’t tell the difference between opinion (theirs) and fact
- wierd national “Days” like Arbor Day, Groundhog Day, etc.
- people who express their religious faith in the workplace
The same bloody awful X-mas programs on every year after year.
I didn’t realize how much it irritated me until recently: people who put “ummmmmm” in their posts. As in, “Ummmm, Jim Garrison died in 1992, not 1993.”