Cape Karen
Everyone has pet peeves; mine are probably pretty common. Here are a few of them:
Jars that are sealed so tightly that it takes a wrench to get them open.
Plastic pouches that require taking up a knife to break open the vacumn seal.
Those little flat, black bugs that live in flour bags and get into other breaded items.
Fruit flies.
Fruit flies. 
Fruit flies.
Also, humans can really bring on the peeves:
Parent's who ignore their screaming children in restaurants.
Mother's who drag their crying child, by one arm, through the Mall.
"Adults" who scream and hit their children, and/or pets.
People who talk in movie theaters while the movie is playing - (does anyone even bother to go to those caves anymore?)
People who honk their horns in greeting.
People who honk their horns, period.
People who cut in line at the grocery store, etc.
People who ride around stores in the carts for the disabled - people who don't really need them.
People who talk on cell phones at the check-out counter; or anywhere in public for that matter. ( I had to listen to a loud, one-sided conversation about breast feeding in the check-out line at T.J. Maxx the other day. It was downright embarrassing!)
People who leave smelly farts behind them.
Telemarketer's.
Litterer's.
Jehovah Witnesses coming to the door uninvited.
Tailgater's.
"Headless drivers" going 20 m.p.h., on a 45 m.p.h. unpassable road ~ forcing me to become a tailgater.
Healthy people who park in handicapped spaces.
All those big-rig trucks on the highways.
Owner's who leave a dog tied-up outdoors, and he barks all night long.
People who let their dogs roam and they do their business in our yard.
People who abandon cats and dogs.
People with rusty, junk cars in their yards.
Junk mail.
Loose magazine inserts.
Etcetera, etcetera. . . ad nauseum.
Posted by Karen at November 9, 2005 11:58 AM