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• I just posted my reply on a billboard in philly, did you see it? no? ok, annoying people are what I'd call Room Raiders, or Space Invaders, or Cube, um, I can't think of anything to go with Cube... but people that stop by my cube and as we talk they proceed to read everything that's on my screen. They don't even bother paying attention to what we're talking about, they just want to see who I'm emailing or what website I'm on. Mind your own F'n business! (note: I am also one of these people)
  
  

  By  Tim, at 9:05 AM  

• Oh lord, my list is way too long for comments. Email tireade forthcoming. Maybe I should go have someone stomp on my foot to make me angry first.
  
  

  By  asyl076, at 11:11 AM  

• I work in "power suit" restaurant - so where to begin?
  
  -Turn off your cell phone during a meal.
  -Acknowledge the freaking waiter when they come to your table!
  -Don't ignore the hostess. She can actually help you! (I am mystified by these businessmen who storm right past me when they come in the restaurant, then get lost in the dining room and come back out to the hostess stand and yell at me about being lost! As if I should have thrown myself in their path!)
  - Don't hit on waitresses or hostesses. We're not strippers. We're not their for your amusement. We're there to make money and go back to our happy, fulfilled lives.
  
  Oh, I'll stop there.
  
  

  By  Anonymous, at 12:51 PM  

• Tim's mention of space invaders reminded me of close talkers. Dude if i can see your nose hairs, you need to step back. I can't stand when people invade the customary 3 ft rule! Do you ever notice it is the people with EXTREME halitosis that tend to want to speak to you an inch away?!!
  Speaking of Halitosis...lack of dental hygiene is a pet peeve of mine. If you have yellow teeth and are trying to get my attention. You better believe you've got it, I'm just not going to hear a word you say! EWWW!!!
  Cell phones: If you are standing in line to buy groceries and it is time to pay, get off of it.
  If you are driving inordinately slower than the speed limit, get off of it. If you are in a public place speaking 10 decibals louder than anyone in that public place, get OFF of it! ; )
  Miss Manners at dinner: Don't be rude to the wait staff, don't under tip because you didn't like how your food tasted. If I go to dinner with someone and that someone isn't overly friendly to the wait staff, they will hear about it. I get very uncomfortable when wait staff are treated like servants. I have been known to apologize after dinner on behalf of unfortunately rude company I was in. They aren't your damn maid, you aren't paying them to molly coddle you. Be NICE! However, turning the coin: Wait Staff if you are rude because you've had a bad day, do not take it out on the customer. You know the old adage: don't bite the hand that feeds you. Yes, being mean (without reason) to the customer will cost you.
  
  If i think of more, you'll know! ; )
  
  

  By  nique, at 2:22 PM  

• A dog is not a child. Please do not visit me with your dog and call your dog up onto my couch to "get comfy" with you. Also, do not bring gross bull-bovine-dry-penis treats for your dog and allow him to chew them on my rug! Dog saliva gets into the carpet, just as dog hair gets on the couch. The dog may be your child and you may dress him up and have his picture taken, etc.. etc.. ad naseum and I may be happy for you and the new love of your life. But, he's not my dog. Don't make me feel guilty for your poor dog whimpering outside because he wants to be part of the group. He should have been trained to be independent. Cut the cord and get a leash, dog-lovers! They are DOGS. Dogs belong on the porch, in the yard, in the mud-room, in the basement, or wherever you like in your own house, including (scuze me while I cringe) your bed, but not in my dog-free house on my couch. Thank-you for allowing me to vent my pet peeve. And some of these people justify their rudeness by calling complaintants animal-haters.
  
  

  By  SuperP., at 8:13 PM  

• Strangers who call you "chief", or "big guy". Or even people you know who call you "chief" or "big guy". What's up with that?
  
  

  By  Paul, at 8:25 PM  

• everyone (even the strangest strangers) seems to be an expert at how YOUR kids should be raised. and trust me, they will tell you.
  
  "sorry ma'am, thats great advise and all, but i seem to have forgot to bring my notepad TO THE GAS STATION."
  
  my children are fed, warm, safe and semi-tame. please dont tell me that they need a hat on or that they really should be sitting down in the grocery cart. they are my children. go make your own.
  
  "keep it up and ill show you where the lil one learned to bite..."
  
  

  By  kate., at 9:48 PM  

• In resturants, people not only pick up their cellphones AT THE TABLE(is it so hard for you to move your ass and step outside?), they also talk really LOUD so the rest of us can't even have a normal conversation.
  
  People pick up their cell phones in the car. A car is a small space. When a person starts to talk on a cell, the rest of us have no choice but to listen to him/her. (most of the time, we are NOT interested!!)
  
  When I can see the SUV drivers in the car behind me talking on the cellphone, that annoys the hell out of me. I have a new car. I don't wanna be rear ended by a SUV!!
  
  i can't wait to see your book!!!
  
  

  By  Feizi, at 10:36 AM  

• Mine are mostly food related.
  
  Reaching over my food
  People who take a bite of food and then tell me about their day
  People who expect me to answer their question with food in my mouth
  People who chew with their mouth open or make any unnecessary sounds while they are eating
  People who take things while asking. As in “can I have a bite of that, as they take it off your plate?”
  
  I have other pet peeves that are silly. Why is it when you walk out a row of six doors at the mall that a person coming into the mall will cross five doors to enter the one you just opened? You can also be walking out a door and walk past five doors and the person right behind you will follow you to the last door. It’s kind of freaky.
  
  I don’t mind people waiting for my parking spot but don’t stalk me on my way to my car.
  
  I can’t stand people who feel it is ok to bump into me in line. I understand that you have to be close enough to avoid an intersection starting between us but don’t touch my goods.
  
  I have a lot more but that’s all I can come up with right now.
  
  

  By  Anonymous, at 2:38 PM