People smoking in confined spaces. We don't have the right to preserve our health, but you have the right to jeapordise it? Yeah, that's balanced.
People staring at you while you're eating. I just don't understand this, what is the fascination?
Getting, for example, a new haircut and it looks good . . . Then your friend gets it, and it looks better on her!
When people phone you, then sit there, silently, on the other end, expecting you to make stimulating conversation. She who initiates the call must make conversation.
People with multi-faceted personalities . . . One for every friend.
People painting their nails . . . Then waits for it to come off on it's own. *shudder*
Extremely overweight people who wear spandex. I understand that this is the only fabric flexible enough to get over your ass, but I think that would be a bit of an insentive for you . . .
Touchy-feely couples. Get a room, or a closet, or a crawl-space . . . Just quit existing in my space!
Twink chicks sporting designer rip-offs, wearing heels they can't walk in, waving cheezy, boxy, ancient cell phones around like trophies, acting like they're hot shit. You go girls! No, really, please go . . .
Weasley little white guys with horendously baggy pants hanging off their ass, one pant-leg rolled up, with a beeper clipped to the laces of mint Nike's with the tags dangling, talking like they're little G's in training. Take a look at that pasty, pale tail of yours, hon, black you aren't.
