Clients whose companies have long-ass addresses. I'm, like, "Hey, Bob, I'll need your mailing address for my records," and he's, all, "Sure! It's Robert J.Q. Altermain, and my company is Peterson Qualiata Sheldon and Napolitano LLC, 75 Preston Square Tower, Fifth Floor, Suite 201, 84657 South Beaufort Springs Street, Poughkeepsie, New York. Oh, and the zip is 13250-6732." Sheesh. Whatever happened to 75 Oak St.?
See also: People who get all cutesy when giving out their phone number. Instead of saying, "It's 591 (pause) 4322, they'll say, "It's 59 (pause) 143 (pause) 22." I want to PUNCH these assholes. Get with the RHYTHM, dammit.
People who call their pets their "fur babies." I'm sorry, I don't like it.
People who stand too close behind me in line. Jeezus Christ, standing two inches off my back will not make the line go any faster. What part of that do they not understand? Oh and for the love of Pete, take a damn bath.
Bloggers who usually post every day, but then put up a "very special post" and leave it hanging there for weeks. It ain't that special, honey.
See also: Bloggers who refer to themselves in the third person. Yuck.
Weed-n-Feed. I want my grass to grow slower, not faster. The LAST thing I wanna do is FEED it. That's just counterproductive.
How about you? Anything bugging you?