Want to know what really gets me?  Here's an alphabetized list for you. 

A-zon woman at work.  Ugh.  So irritating, I don't even want to talk about it.

Bad drivers.  Do you really think it's necessary to ride the brake, speed up and ride the breaks again? Stop putting makeup on, the cop is not going to compliment you on it when (s)he pulls you over.  The light has been green for 15 seconds...get your stupid ass going.

Catty chicks-get over your insecurities and stop playing the b*tch.

Delinquints-if you're so big and tough grow up. And by the way, where are your parents?

Eating disorders.  Quit your whinning and eat a cracker or just quit shoving your damn finger down your throat.

Fad diets, they just add to America's weight obsession.  And then people feel like such failures when they don't magically lose 100 lbs. that they go out overeat and start all over again on Monday morning.

Getting stuck in line or in a traffic jam or in someone's trunk.  I prefer to always have an exit readily available.

Highs, like as in from pain meds, they're fun and euphoric and all that but coming down is such a b*tch.

Infininity...I love looking at the stars at night but at the same time if freaks the crap out of me.  Where does it end?  And if it does end, what happens if you cross over that ending line?  Do you  spontaneously combust or simply cease to exist?  I just can't wrap my brain around it without getting dizzy.

Jehovah's witnesses.  If I was interested I'd come find you, now get off my doorstep please.

Kids that whine and scream and throw tantrums when they don't get their way.  If I'd have acted that way I would have gotten one hell of an ass beating.  And guess what?  No one would have cared.  Everyone spanked back then.

Looking for new jobs.  It gets old very, very fast.  I'm sick of looking at my resume, even though it does get more impressive as time goes on, I'd rather not have a need for it.

Mondays...I enjoy no aspect of these whatsoever.  Just another reason to find a toilet to drown myself in.

Numbness.  Sometimes I slip into a depression where I am just numb to everything.  In those times I would pay to feel something, anything.

Order and organization.  I am so obsessed with both that I feel completely out of control when I don't have them.  It drives me crazy.  Literally.  Shall I continue?

People who play the victim.  Example: person who dates a married person and then can't believe how   the married person broke their heart.  Right, because I would totally trust someone who cheats on their spouse.

Quantum physics.  I don't get it and I really don't care to.

Religious freaks, please don't kick in my door, throw bibles at me, tell me I'm going to hell, try to get me to believe that a bona fide virgin gave birth to the son of "God", or attempt to convince me that men need multiple wives (as tempting as having my very own trailer in your park is...).

Sexual pressure.  There is a lot of it in society.  Don't get me wrong, I'm all for sex, but if there was no such thing as sexual pressure, it would have saved me a ton of trouble.

Truces...you know one of you will break it, and it's not going to be you.  Why would you trust that rat bastard in the first place?

Uppity people.  Get your damn nose out of the air and look at me when I'm talking to you. Better yet, get away from me I don't even like you.

Violence, I know I talk a big talk but if you meet me I am really not at all a violent person. 

Waiting for anything.  I really have no patience at all.  None.

X's, as in: I would like to rip a few of my ex-boyfriends faces off.

Yackers, the people who talk a lot without every really saying anything.

Z as in the letter.  It's completely useless at the moment.