The intraweb of 99p or £ merchandise. And the T***s who dream up the poor quality, cheap . materials, mass of goods for sale. Believing they have a God given right to Glories of Gods gifts, like good health, Old age, wealth, fame.. Cheapskates...
People who speak to you in conspiratorial whispers in office corridors and who fail to vibrate the air enough to actually make a sound that human ears are able to register. If I'd have begun to go deaf when I was 5 rather than 50, I may have learnt to lipread. But I didn't, so I can't. If you want support for your pathetic workplace paranoias then speak up so that you can be heard. Or better still, don't tell me.
People who block stairs and doorways for a chat piss me off no end. Or people who just stop to look at phones or something in the middle of a busy street so you almost rugby tackle them from behind. Oh and people who don't open the other door in a set of double doors so everyone gets bottlenecked through half of the bloody doorway.
Managed to master the fly a long time ago, but the memories still bring a wince. We've got a bleeder!