The Trivial Things I Hate

I was making a list the other day of things that truly annoy me. As I looked over the list I realized how many of them are trivial matters. But no matter, I am still bothered by them. And since the title of this blog is "The Trivial Things I Hate" I won't get into the many, many, many reasons I loathe the current White House administration and Shrub's cronies...

• I hate it when reviewers (music, movies, etc.) get the basic facts wrong. I also hate it when sports broadcasters/commentators do the same thing.
• I hate that because I love bike racing and I'm American, Lance Armstrong must be my favorite cyclist.
• I hate that my mother in law assumes that since I'm *so* small I couldn't possibly carry anything or do anything that remotely resembles physical labor.
• I hate that drivers think it's o.k. to honk their horns in what sounds like an abrupt and rude fashion just as they are passing you while you're on your bicycle.
• I hate that iTunes sometimes has the "wrong" 30 second clip of music. Do I really want to hear the lame verse when I really want to hear the catchy chorus? I didn't think so.
• I hate hyperbole during sports broadcasts. "He's in agony!" cried Al Michaels last night as Robert Horry stepped to the line to shoot his free throws. Granted, a minute earlier Big Shot Bobby looked like he was in pain as he clutched his left shoulder. But "agony?"
• I hate when lights are left on in unoccupied rooms of the house.
• I hate that Mark (my spouse) eats my leftovers.
• I hate that Mark eats all of the food, all of the time. I swear I'm usually scrounging around for crumbs.
• I hate drivers who don't use their turn signals. It's not optional equipment.
• I hate that Junior Mints cost $2.50 or more at the movie theater.
• I hate the AC in my office - it's 80 degrees outside and I have to wear a jacket inside!