Last night's Clemson-Auburn game is a good start. No, not the result (hey, #()*% happens), but having ESPN schedule it for 7:00pm, then cutting between four different games. It went like this "Clemson lines up...Kentucky is playing Akron what a game this'll be...LSU playing at Death Valley, WOW Mississippi State...commercial...Kentucky Lines up...Oh, by the way Clemson scored first" GAAAAAHH! I had to watch it on ESPN Gamecast and wouldn't have found out the end result for ten minutes if an FB friend wasn't on who was watching the game...apparently ESPN was only flipping between that game and the Texas/Texas Tech game for the viewers in Kansas City, MO (he's a former classmate of mine who is in school at UMKC)
People who block aisles at bookstores, reading every nook an cranny in about TEN DIFFERENT DAMN BOOKS and putting all of them back on the shelf, now FULLY used!!
Half-assed DOT jobs. The NC DOT puts all new signage on I-40/Bus I-85 in Greensboro with all the new glitzy FHWA guidelines (cardinal directions--NORTH SOUTH EAST WEST--has the first letter in larger caps than the rest, a certain spacing within the tab for the word EXIT and the number, reflective sign paint), and the ONE EXIT on the conglomeration that is the biggest (where I-40W and I-85 Business S split) has old paint on the shields, large initial caps on the directions being the only upgrade for the sign, and the word LEFT EXIT 219 that no one will EVER be able to see because of the small lettering set in the left middle part of the sign.
USAir. I had a nice little venture to Maine back in late June totally derailed because of mechanical problems that USAir had sat on for four weeks. The flight was delayed for three hours. My baggage would have to be put on the plane, later changed to have to be left behind because of security regulations. I missed my connection, but they told me to go on to Philly anyway, that a motel would be waiting for me for a few hours' sleep for a flight back to Raleigh in the morning. When I got to Philadelphia Int'l airport, almost a mile away from the gate they said they were landing at, no one had any idea about a motel voucher. They told me I could call a motel on my own (!!), PAY for the room (!!!!!) and get reimbursed (BULL----!!!!!). Yeah, I trust you.
Much like I trust the people who did my #)%*ING furnace; did I mention that they didn't get the damn thing inspected and I had to wait THREE MONTHS THIS SUMMER to get the furnace up to spec so the people could replace the A/C?
People who whistle loud and shrill inside a restaurant, then get all hot and bothered when I complain. My hearing is just fine, thank you; I don't need your amateur audiologist testing
People who send huge attachments at work, despite my telling them not to several times, and I look at the Exchange server log and find out it's some series of photographs/videos/audio that's been spammed all over Hell and Creation. Thank God for "REMOVE WITH NDR"