To ask you to share your weird, irrational, petty hatreds?

[WickedWitchInTheCupboard]

I'll start...

It's incredibly immature and irrational but there is a certain (fairly common) name I cannot stand purely because it's the name of both a girl who bullied me when I was young and DHs ex, who is difficult.

I literally hate any mention of this name and automatically dislike anyone with it (ok, not really but in my head for a few moments I do!).

Another less petty but more bizarre one is that I HATE the tops of bottle caps scraping on my nails. It makes me want to be sick. Shuddering thinking about it right now!

Anyone else got any weird/petty/irrational dislikes?

Cats that wind around my legs or show off their bumholes in my face.

Changing the bed linen. Fucking duvet covers.

Competitive busy people.

So so many but I'll just my longest running ones:

Loud breathing

Loud eating/drinking

People standing too close - I once imagined head butting a colleague who continually gets in my space and had backed me up to a wall. It actually makes me a bit panicky

People who don't move up properly in the McDonalds drive through queue

People who whistle through their teeth making a horrible tuneless hissy noise, it really goes through me.

People who cook stinky fish-based ready meals in the microwave at work so that the whole office smells like Captain Birdseye’s jockstrap for the rest of the afternoon.

People who run into friends at the supermarket / in town / while shopping and decide to have a nice cosy catch up in the middle of the aisle / street / shop doorway, then give me evil looks when I dare to try to squeeze past them.

Smug Instagram / Facebook slogans - in particular “living my best life”.

When my DH goes out of the room and leaves the door wide open like he’s done just now, the tosser.

Repetitive noise - tapping, knocking, whirring, whistling.......argh!

Bad drivers 😡

Bad parkers

Cold callers

In fact, I'm pretty intolerant to lots of things, it gives me inner rage

Al the men on my team.

They have a kissing contest every week in our weekly call

Overly large furniture. The type you might see as a statue or museum made to create an illusion about proportion. And dark blue rooms.

The smell of warm milk or Horlicks makes me retch, as does overripe bananas. DH goes mental as I’m forever binning them. The fact that I’m the only one to replenish the bog roll when it’s run out. The sodding cat that has a crap in the litter tray, scrats the plastic over it then pees on the folded plastic creating an attractive cat piss puddle.I could go on and on...

Influencers/instagrammers who start every fucking “Story” with “I just thought I’d hop on to say...”
Influencers.
Anyone who uses the words hubby, hollibobs, babe or “myself”.
People who breathe through their noses, making that horrid whistling sound. See also: mouth breathers.
DH leaving the door wide open when he leaves the room.
Loud sneezing or snot sniffing 🤢 (also DH).
When they give you a “scalp massage” in a salon that is actually akin to having your hair pulled out by the root and/or fearing that your temples are about to be caved in.
Asshole neighbours who simply MUST park directly outside their house (even tho it is not an actual parking space & the road is less than 2metres wide) opposite your drive; meaning you need to carry out a 50-fucking-point manouvre to leave/enter your own driveway but when you ask them to use their allocated parking they refuse on the grounds that parking 3m from their house is too great an inconvenience.

People eating, sniffing, breathing... It gives me the rage.

The cat launching itself onto the bed from the wardrobe at 3 in the morning scaring the shit out of me.

Migraines that make my forehead and nose go cold so I have to hold a hot water bottle on my face.

DCs leaving every light on in the house.

Next door leaving their massive white van outside my living room window so it’s the only sodding thing I can see.

Parsnips, weird anemic carrots.

Carrots when cooked. They only taste of carrot when they’re raw.

I really should go to sleep now.

Also, people - mostly men curiously - who when standing in a crowded environment like a supermarket, pavement, IKEA etc, stand with their hands on their hips and elbows sticking out. I deliberately bash into them.

^

DH does this in the kitchen. I thought it was just me who was irrational!

People who give the finger in photos. Utterly, utterly classless. I silently remove 2 points from people who do this.

Fucking passwords.

Some require numbers and letters, some require "special" characters...drives me nuts!

•People on Facebook who 'check in' to hospital then never say why but bask in the attention from comments.

•MLM Facebook schemes (looking at you Yoonique huns)

•People on my social media constantly announcing pregnancies

•Baby showers (greedy fuckers)

•Gender reveals (waste of time)

•Women who wear WAY to much makeup- those Instagram brows look ridiculous in real life.

•My boyfriend burping. I can deal with the farts (his are particularly loud and funny) but not the burping

•Instagram 'models'- no you just had a brief reality tv show stint/your parents are just rich.

•When you go to the supermarket and half the fresh produce shelves are empty.

•People who use the wrong 'there/they're/their'

•Overweight women/girls wearing clothing that does not flatter their figure (we don't want to see everything contrary to what social media thinks!)- realise this ones a bit mean but drives me nuts.

Oh, and the feeling of wet feet in thongs (flip flops, not underwear)

Chris Martin - just everything about the man annoys me. Remember his version of Careless Whisper?

^^

No, thank god.

All the stories on Instagram where the person talks to the camera. The unnecessary affected way they have of talking, the completely unnatural facial expressions. I know they are unnatural because they all do the same ones like clones.

Just unnecessary, affected and phony. I can't watch them anymore unless I want to make myself more irritated.

people who overtake me on the motorway then come back into my lane in front of me, but starts driving slower than me. WTF!

People walking along with takenaway coffee clutched in hand. Women walking with handbag in crook of arm and hand at weird angle making themselves look ridiculous, more vulnerable to theft
And unable to use one are all at the same time.
Kiddies menus.
Pink things (not all but so sick of it everywhere).
Washing up gloves - can’t wash properly and always left wet somewhere.
Loo roll hung hanging from back of roll.
(All irrational I know - all strong hatred in me !)

• signs/ canvases/ framed pictures saying things like “love lives here” “live laugh love” etc
• the current trend of completely grey interiors with absolutely no character
• personalised number plates
• gender reveal parties
• trying to find a plain tshirt in the shops without it having a ridiculous slogan plastered across it
• when people check in on Facebook on a night out and put their activity as “drinking anything alcoholic”
• people that have loud phone conversations on public transport. Also people playing music out loud
• people talking/ going on their phone during a movie in the cinema
• people getting tattoos in a language they don’t speak (especially given the translation is usually wrong!). Same goes for symbols from cultures they have no relation to
• grown men fighting over football teams
• men that whistle or click their fingers at (usually female) bar staff
• people that spend the whole night at a gig filming it on their phone and not paying any attention to what’s happening right in front of their faces

But dragon aren’t those hatred all 100 rational and shared widely ? Reading them I began to think I may have posted that and been victim to recent mn user confusions !!

The name Zoe when it is spelled Zoey or Zooey.

The phrase, "very unique", nope uni means one, it is either unique or it isn't.

People selling mattresses, this may be local to me but every so often someone knocks on my door and asks if I want to buy a mattress.

The other week my carer was with me, the door bell rang, he guesses JWs, I said, someone selling a mattress, my carer opened the door to someone who sad, "would you like to buy a memory foam mattress?" and was then quite puzzled by two people corpsing.

My carer has also been stopped on the way to my house by a man in a van trying to sell him a mattress.

Oh and this one is very very specific. Police officers being interviewed about cases and trying to sound more educated or more formal than they normally are, it often involves some subtle victim blaming. Examples include the detectives in the Yorkshire Ripper case who referred to victims as prostitutes or 'innocent' an one talking about Karen Mathews and how the 'fault lies with the individual', completely ignoring the fathers of her children who apparently had nothing to do with their children's conception.

Sashh, I used to practise criminal law and we would play "police bingo" in long trials. You had to spot unnecessarily flowery language such as "I alighted my vehicle" and "myself" where "me" would have done.

You could sometimes catch out a prosecution witness whose statement had obviously been buffed by the officer who took it, by asking them in cross examination if they usually "proceeded" rather than "walked".

men that whistle or click their fingers at (usually female) bar staff

Yes! you're waiting until last dickhead and being lectured because I won't serve someone without ID or after time or already drunk.
No it's not because I want to go home, I go at the end of my shift of you're there or not.
No it's not because I'm being awkward - more money in the till means more hours.
No I haven't let a bit of power go to my head - it's the law and I'm not risking a 20 grand fine or 6 months in nick so you can have another pint. No matter how much you kick off, it ain't happening, so stop behaving like a 2 year old or I'll get you a taxi with a nice blue light on top