Going to the post office to return something I purchased online.
Unexplained traffic jams.
Explained traffic jams.
Rappers who think they are actors.
Actors who want to be singers.
Passive aggressive behavior.
Carrying a tray in a cafeteria or fast food restaurant.
The royal “we”.
Royal blue.
Meeting new people.
Waiting in line.
Alarmists.
Smokers.
When I take off my glasses and then can’t find them again because I can’t see anything without my glasses on.
Being mistaken for Zac Efron.
Going to the beach.
Moisturizer.
Other people’s opinions.
Most of my own opinions.
People who describe curly hair as “kinky.”
Meetings.
The sound of clarinets.
Conversations that begin, “Hey, can you do me a favor?”
People who ask me to do simple things that they could just as easily done themselves.
Teenagers.
Also, anyone who has ever been or will ever be a teenager.
The internet.
The paparazzi who follow me everywhere I go.
People who confuse “there” and “their”, “your” and “you’re”, or “its” and “it’s”.
When someone blatantly rips of my latest catchphrase and claims it as their own. (Hey, how’d you come up with “bling bling” Lil Wayne? Yeah, thought so…)
Numbered lists.
When publishers replace a perfectly good book cover with a lame movie tie-in cover.
Irregardless.
Forgetting to wear a watch.
Running out of printer ink.
Righteousness.
Getting stains on my clothing.
Religious fervor.
Checking the mail out of habit, even when I know it’s a postal holiday.
Television.
Celebrities who think we care about their political views.
Decaf.
Restaurants that don’t accept reservations even though they always have a long wait.