h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

People who spell my name wrong on emails (my real name, not queegle, though thinking about it, Queeglesproggit is spelled correctly far far more often than my real name!) - they've had to look it up (by surname first, but it does say my first name too) on the directory, could they not take the courtesy to look at the spelling rather than just making it up? It's not incredibly unusual, only 2 syllables.

But that's not too bad, the people who really get me are those who REPLY to an email of mine, which I've signed, with my full name, and they reply with "Hi xxx" but spelled wrong! It's on the email! That's just rude.

Kweegulsproggit

People who pronounce a name (your's or someone elses) wrong, even though you have told them repeatedly how it IS pronounced.

My father's name was Soli (pronounced soley) people insisted on calling him Solly.... even if you just said it to them the sentence before.

When I graduated high school I spelled out my name phonetically so that the person would know how to say it. Not only did they say it wrong, they put letters in that weren't there, they switched parts of it around. And it isn't particularily hard to pronounce my name!

People who don't look where they are going, then look really irritated to find somebody (usually me) in their way with a pram.

Mice. Just in general, I hate mice. Especially when they get into my kitchen and eat the noodles

This one is really petty and it really gets on my wick, though I don't know why.

When someone places a knife at the dinner table so the blade faces out not in.

Liam.

Along similar lines, when you bump into someone and they go left and you go left, then they go right and you go right and you end up doing a little jig. Not anymore! I decided years ago that as we drive on the left in the UK it makes sense to go left. If this became an 'unwritten rule' then there would be no more jigging.

At St Pancras station the steps that lead to the Kings Cross walkway have huuuuge signs saying "stick to the left". Do people heed this signs? What do you think? I'm usually walking up the stairs (on the left, of course) and face someone snooty with a put-out look on their face. LEARN TO READ! KEEP TO THE LEFT!

Also, people don't seem to realise how heavy and arduous it is carrying a suitcase around - even if it's on wheels. They expect you to get out of the way or go around them, even though they've got no luggage.
I'm gonna get a sign made up:

YES IT IS HEAVY! NO I CANT GET OUT OF THE WAY!

My friend broke her ankle and was wearing plaster for some time. Commuting was a nightmare. People show no consideration at all.

What's with all the shouting on TV? It started with kids' Tv presenters and it seems to be spreading to adverts now. I can envisage a society in the future where everyone constantly shouts. Please remember the up-and-coming generation will rule the world one day.

Colds.............what's the point? I've had a cold for 3 days and it's doing its best to ruin my weekend. I understand that psychosomatic ailments may warn you that you're stressed or working too hard, but colds?! What message is a cold giving me? Am I supposed to become a hermit? What a waste of time.

My petty hate is drivers who don't use their indicators... or - to a lesser extent - those that don't check that they have gone off when no longer needed.

I find it really irritating even on occasions when it isn't dangerous and when it doesn't have the slightest "real" affect on me or anybody else. I'm very tolerant about many things when driving, even things that seemed "designed to irritate", but the indicator light thing ..... arrrggghh

When I was carrying Eris, people would look miffed if I was sat down on a crowded bus. Sorry, I was 40 weeks pregnant, I forgot that means that *I* was supposed to get up so every other eejit on the planet could have a seat Similarly, having to stand in rush hour traffic when six year olds sprawl accross an entire seat on a bus. Inconsiderate people would be the pet hate there then


I have noticed that most of my pet hates seem to concern public transport, which is odd, because I have no problem with the transport, just the other s that use it

Teens with the mysterious "Rubber Spine Disease"...

RSD sufferers seem to have difficulty sitting up with on public transport. Unable to sit properly, the sprawl half on half off the seats, take up more room than your average family of seven, and seem unable to right themselves so you can walk by without climbing over their legs which lie across the aisle.

It really is sad to see these young people so afflicted.

Couples who insist on holding hands or walking with their arms around each other one the sidewalk or mall corridor, necessitating your stepping out into the road or climbing a snowbank or stepping into the mudpuddle so that they can pass.

People who insist on giving each other mouth-to-mouth recussitation for hours on end on the bus, in the line at the cinema, at the bus stop, in line at the supermarket, at the fruit and veg stand at the supermarket, in bookstores, at your cash register, in the laundromat, at the bank....... GET A ROOM!

people who ask you questions and then don't listen to the answer.

Travellers on trains who seem to think their ticket entitles them to two seats - one for themselves and one for their luggage. Then they have the audacity to look angry when you ask them to move it.
Ahem, luggage rack!
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SIT NEXT TO SOMEONE THEN DRIVE.

The bloke from the Halifax advert. Extremely irritating. If I needed a blood transfusion and was offered his blood I would turn it down and die.

Girls who refer to their female friends as "girlfriends". Why do this?

The Halifax adverts full stop.

People who walk in diagonals along pavements, veering from one side of the pavement to the other as they walk along.

Little old ladies who smell of Spam.

The TV ad where the little kid dances to the phone tone. Makes me cringe. I hate the way I'm supposed to say "Oh isn't it sweet". No thanks.

The mobile ad where they say "are you ashamed of your mobile" trying to create a stigma where none existed before so some company can make more money out of gullible youngsters.

People who drop cigarette butts on the floor, right next to a cigarette butt box with a sign saying 'please dispose of butts here' completely ignorant unnecessary littering. I've probably mentioned this before but saw it again today and

Queegle

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I am proud to say it was my old mobile under that brown paper bag. I only replaced it because it was beginning to fall apart.

Sandwiches, donairs, subs... etc., which, no matter how securely they are wrapped and how many napkins you have wrapped around it, manage to spring a leak just as you bring it to your mouth and splootch greasy juice down your front..... never happens at home.... has to be at the office, on a plane, somehwere where you don't have a clean shirt or access to somewhere to wash your shirt.....