Hey,
What are the little things that stress you out or drive you crazy in life? For me, I can’t help but feel uneasy when on the train or bus and people aren’t holding onto the bars very tightly… I always see people get on the bus and fail to grab a bar and then the bus moves and they act surprised as they almost fall to the ground… I hate it! Why can’t they just know that they’re going to lose their balance?
i’m a horrible passenger in a car. when people don’t slow down when i would i’ll slam my imaginary brake. sometimes this is accompanied by screaming.
most people understand my problem though after they’ve been in the car with my mother.
Timesheets.
Taxes.
That death thing.
I second you on the timesheets thing.
Dumb commercials that have absolutely NOTHING to do with the product they’re trying to sell.
In particular:
Toilet paper commercials. Some of these are better now, but it always ticked me off that they would be filled with cute woodland creatures frolicking in the forest and talking about how quilted and wonderful their favorite “toilet tissue” (is it rude to say “toilet paper”? Who calls it “toilet tissue” IRL?) was. C’mon guys. I don’t want to see how well cartoon animals interact with a product that I will potentially be using to WIPE MY ASS. I want to know if it will stick to said ass, crumble in my hands, etc.
Those herpes medication commercials. - “Good thing I have [insert-name-of-medication-here] to get my Herpes under control! Now I can go rock climbing!”
That little version of me in a devil suit on my left shoulder who is always telling me to do bad things. There’s nobody there on the right shoulder… 
That, and knowing the awful pain of hot sauce overindulgence yet desiring to suffer through it over and over.
NOISE. Especially fallout from other people’s radios/boom boxes/subwoofer-of-death cars. That gets me really upset. Even loud voices set my teeth on edge. I don’t mind natural sounds, although a few birds sometimes push it.
If I could find someplace quiet to live, I’d be a happy guy.
Room mates who never stop puttering and fussing around the house. It makes it impossible for me to relax. This comes from how I was brought up… you’re not supposed to have a good time while other people are working. It’s usually a reasonable, civilization-promoting policy, but it breaks down when your room mate is a clean freak. Who thinks that mops are for the indolent and the sinful. And scrubs the floor twice a week on hands and knees, when you just got home from work and don’t feel like doing anything but watch tv.
Having to stand in one place. Channel hopping, if somebody else is doing it. Listening to somebody else talking on the telephone, if it’s loud or if it’s a very long conversation and I can’t ignore it. It’s like Chinese water torture.
Actually, I wish they’d uninvent the phone, because I hate everything about telephones. Which brings me to the next little thing I hate… the fact that the people at work you don’t want to talk to are always the ones who don’t know how to use e-mail.
Ritzy, high-visibility words for things that have to do with eating. Victual, post-prandial… ech, who says such things? Now that I think about it, “delicious” kinda sticks out and rubs me the wrong way too.
Icky nicknames. It doesn’t matter if the nick is applied to me or to somebody else. I just don’t want to hear it. People who make a moral crusade over drinking and smoking. People who make a moral crusade over anything. Children. Giggling. Crowded and/or loud bars.
Actually, now that I think about it I hate everybody and everything. 
Deep bass from stereos. I hate how people go out of their way to buy huge speakers to accentuate the bass in songs. I hate that feeling your stomach gets from extreme bass notes. In fact I just hate it when people feel the need to play music really loud.
Taking my animals to the vet. They hate it, I hate it. Then when they come home (the dogs more than the cats) the other dogs have to sniff them front to back - and that usually gets the growls.
My SO when he makes appointments for service people to come by, and then he ‘forgets’ he made those appointments. Today it was something for his TV. The service guy calls to say he’s on his way, and Jeff is dicking around on his way home from work and not answering his cell. I know nothing about this TV (other than how to turn it on and off), I don’t know what problems he called this guy out for. I hate wasting people’s time, why can’t he come home when he knows he has called someone to come by?
The neighbor kid who plays basketball in front of the house. It’s outside my office window and when I’m on the computer, I hear the constant bounce bounce bounce bounce… occasionally stopping when the ball rolls across my gardens, breaking plants along the way. Yeah, that’s kinda stressful. I don’t go running out and yelling at him, and when he sees me, he apologizes if the ball goes in the garden, but still… aaaaaarrrrrrrrggggghhhhh!
The pill packaging with little tare marks to get at the pills, when they don’t work and you havn’t got a knife handy.
Really loud car sterios, where the bass makes your car shudder. I find that saught of bass makes me nausious.
people who speak really loudly on mobile phones in public, like they want complete strangers to know all sorts about them, about how people dont recoginise there ringing tones, and fail to answer them even when its clearly obvious the ringing noise is coming from there bag! the beep beep noises that text messages make! and why on earth do the volume of these things have to be set to the loudest?! i need to explain this one, i work p/t in a local supermarket, people who leave the phone ring as there food is being checked, imlike answer the damn thing i wont mind, although it is pig ignorant if they decide to walk away without payin for there stuff and leave there stuff there for u to pack, and you have a q with about 10 ppl in it and its christmas and everyone hates grocery shopping…grrr… yea so basically mobile phones irritate me… ins aying all tha tho, i have one :rolleyes:
oh and drivers ho fail to stop at red lights on pedestrian crossings, there is one right outside the college i attend, and the light changes quiet fast, so i always wait just in case ppl dont realise, but thing is, ppl coming in one direction stop but the other person will drive right through! god that stresses me out! i mean seriously whats that about?
I hate people tapping their fett, hands fingers or anything. I drives me insane.
Feet that is, not fett.
You and I are of twin souls. 
What stresses me?
I second the noise thing. I can’t stand people who have to constantly yell, screech or otherwise blow up my eardrums in order to get even the smallest point across. You know the type:
“What do you want for dinner?”
“OH! ANYTHING IS FINE WITH ME, I DON’T CARE!”
Good christ. Also, children. Well, children are okay if they don’t move or talk. I can deal with those.
People who constantly talk over you. The ones that don’t have shit to say until you attempt to speak. Example:
“I was just–”
“I’m going to–”
“Anyway, I was just–”
“Right, I’m going to–”
Shut the fuck up!
I also second the “channel hopping of someone else” complaint. They never stay long enough on the right channel, and stay too friggin long on the wrong one.
Amen. I love the way feminine hygiene products embrace that theory, especially the douche commercials with a model walking through a field of flowers. What? You can’t walk through a meadow if you’re funky down there? Shut up!
This list could go on for years. For the sake of the sanity of my fellow Dopers, I’ll come back later.
I also can’t stand posts that don’t format correctly, and make me looking like a flipping idjit.
You guys are so freaking funny! Wow I’m really on a quest to analyze what type of humor it is and why I react so strongly to it. 
Hmmm yeah commercials suck. I don’t have a TV, but at work the radio commercials drive me absolutely insane. It’s as though the advertising directors sit around a little table and say “How can we sell this product? I know! Let’s jam as many screaming, screeching people and drums and guitar music into 30 seconds as possible! That’ll grab 'em!” I’m always so overwhelmed by the amount of friggin noise in a little commercial! Or, when they have obnoxious people “sing” catchy jingles – usually they have way too much vibrato or are off pitch, etc, but they sing as though they think they’re the best in the world. I hate arrogant people who can’t do the things they think they can do.
Talking to strangers on the phone really REALLY stresses me out. I have to psyche myself up to order a taxi, or tickets for the cinema. It’s bloody annoying!
Children. Too many children at one time and I’ll go off on every last single one of them!
This one made me laugh. My aunt used to do that. She passed away some years ago, but I still vividly remember it. What made it funny/annoying was that she refused to learn how to drive, herself, and my uncle was a safe, if not particularly good, driver. The only accident he ever had was when the car wouldn’t stop, due to ice, and he dinged the front bumper. And, my aunt wasn’t with him, that time.
But, for me, it’s almost always the little things that stress me out. I can cope with major disasters, and I’ve always remained cool in a crisis, but a string of minor annoyances will set me off, every time. Stuff like dropping things repeatedly, being late for something, forgetting something so I have to go back and get it, things taking much longer than I anticipated. With me, it’s usually inanimate objects that drive me berserk. I know they’re inanimate, but it really seems like they hate me, sometimes.
And, I have a suggestion for those of you who hate loud cell phone conversations in public places; include yourself in the conversation. 
It will drive the yakker nuts, and get the point across, to all but the truly dense. You may even get applause from the other folks being subjected to all the intimate details of the yakker’s life.