Things I Hate

No fluff here, fuckers.

• People who return a phone call just because a number is on their caller ID. "Who dis?" Shut the fuck up, I dialed the wrong number. "Why you callin' me?" Again, shut the fuck up.
  
• Prudes. Please stop being so anal. It bugs the shit out of me.
  
• Hair. Why won't you stop growing?
  
• People who don't follow through on things. If you say you're going to do something, do it.
  
• Hypocrites. Fuck you.
  
• Windows Vista
  
• Anonymous Commenters. Is there a better way to prove that you have a vagina? I think not.
  
• Tiny cars. Ugh.
  
• Text Messaging. Seriously, you can call me. That GD text you just sent cost me 15 cents.
  
• You
  
• Internet forums. I have yet to see a healthy discussion that didn't devolve into bitching and personal attacks.
  
• Orbitz gum. Blach!
  
• Waiting at a restaurant for an inordinate amount of time for the fucking waiter to take my money.
  
• Unloading the dishwasher. This has to be the most unpleasant task in the world.
  
• To quote Eric Cartman: "I hate hippies. They say they want to save the world, but all they do is smoke weed and drive aorund in cars that get poor gas mileage."
  
• The UPS Store
  
• Filling up with gas. I don't mind paying for it, but I hate the act of filling my tank.
  

I'm sure there are more, but I hate thinking too hard.