-People who use the word "orientate", when the word is orient. When I teach map reading skills, it never fails that I will have someone use that word. There is no such thing as orientating a map. It is called "orienting" a map.
-All of the nascar drivers that show up on the roads in the mornings. They all hit the fast lane and have complete disregard for any basic fundamentals of driving. It is not hard to get over when someone is trying to get on the freeway. It is not hard to only use the fast lane to pass, which has always been my understanding was the law to stay right except to pass. In general you don't have to be a complete prick by tailgating someone, because they are not going 90 miles an hour like you are.
-When you get a drink at the movies or a ball game and it is 90% ice and about 10% of the drink you paid too much for in the first place.
-People who live through their kids. I work with a guy who for the past 3 years has told me how awesome an athlete his kid is. No matter what the sport, his kid is the best there ever was. Your kid is in middle school, so the ink has yet to dry on that 200 million dollar baseball contract and I really don't care about your kid. I seriously doubt your 11 year old pitches in the 90's when he weighs 140 pounds soaking wet. Did I mention he is still 11 years old. Also, every hit he gets either is a homerun or it bounces off the wall in center. The dad is also a close talker which makes it really hard for me to bite my tongue and tell him how I really have not cared for daily updates on how awesome his kid is for the past 3 years.
-People who belong to a religion that views themselves as the only ones who are right.
-Strangers who feel the need to talk to me. I am usually stone faced and I would not talk to me if I was a stranger. I do not understand what about me compels strangers to feel the need to tell me their life story.
-Skateboarding punk kids nowadays. These little pricks have been teasing my dog for a year now, well she shook her collar on her walk a few days ago and chased one of those kids who happened to be riding his bike that day around a grocery store parking lot until she could chase no more from complete exhaustion. But that kid rode for his life and hopefully learned a lesson.
-People who put "In Loving Memory of so and so" stickers on the back window of their car. If I was the one who the sticker was intended for, I would want to see something more than a P.O.S. car representing how you felt about me.
-I also can't stand the stick family stickers or stickers with their kids sports number on them. Again, I don't care about you, your family, or your spoiled kid.