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Pet-Peeves

They call pet-peeves, pet-hates in England. I heard it for the first time the other day and thought it might be something worth wring about (my pet-peeves that is). Feel free to share yours with me...
Personality trait Pet-Peeves:
Poor eating habits and talking while eating - This makes me feel borderline violent. I actually want to smack people when they have poor eating habits (like loud chewing, licking their fingers, slapping their gums, or speaking while their mouth is full - just swallow dammit - I'll wait!!!)Just thinking about it makes me have to stop and take a breath.
Slobs and bad hygienic habits (like when people don't wash their hands after using the bathroom - I feel like scolding people when in public restrooms).
Whistling - Can't explain it - I just really hate it. Who's that happy??
Arrogance
Aloof behavior
People that talk in movie theatres during the film.
Spitting - it's fucking disgusting!
Loud gum chewing or snapping - it makes me want to stop and say - give me the gum like a teacher scolding a pupil in school.
Other pet-peeves:
Bad customer service - I've been known to walk out of places (leave behind things I really wanted) or go with another company that's prices are higher just because I won't deal with bad customer service.
Bad parenting skills - parents screaming at their kids (or worse) in public places or the opposite and spoiling them rotten and coddling too much.
Bad pet owners - people that leave their dogs in the car for longer than 10 minutes - leave it at home, you selfish bastard! Leaving it tied to a post or even worse - tying it to a tree in the yard - it's no life for a pet - they are not fixtures they are meant to be companions - if you don't have time or the room for it don't have a pet! I can go on and on about this and the parenting so I will leave it there.
Dirty bathrooms (public or private) every toilet should have a brush and every sink a soap dispenser.
I guess I have said enough. I could probably think of a lot more, but it would probably take a while. What about you? What are those things that just irritate you to no end??

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