Since it's quiet, here's another "things that annoy me" list....

[Roger Kettle]

Waiting in boring airports. (I'd like to punch Mr. Starbuck in the mouth.)
People who do that stupid "zipping" motion across their mouths when "promising" to be quiet.
The widespread belief that cheese is anything other than rotten milk.
Any TV reality show that's ever been made.
Those corned beef cans with the built-in, break-off key.
Economy airline seats. (I can only guess there was a competition to find the most uncomfortable way to seat a human for eight hours).
People like Jennifer Aniston who refuse to acknowledge me, despite the hours I spend following her, standing outside her house and sending her photoshopped images of us as Naploeon and Josephine.

[Diane CBPFC]

Napoleon wasn't short.

http://www.cbc.ca/strombo/alt-news/video-of-the-day-5-historical-misconceptions.html

[Diane CBPFC]

'nuf said 

[Roger Kettle]

Hey, I'm 5 ft 9" tall---5ft 10" on a good day! Okay, not huge but that's the problem with standing next to Andrew Christine in photographs---he's about 6ft 3". We once did an interview with a newspaper and I was described as a "Dudley Moore lookalike, in appearance and stature". I nearly sued, I did.

[Roger Kettle]

And I've never noticed that stupid emoticon before!

[The Peepmaster]

Napoleon wasn't short.

He generally was just before payday...

[Jack]

Oh, those corned beef cans. If I had an Arch-Nemesis, it would be one of those cans.

I especially hate the futility, when you reach the point where you know it's about to snap off but there's nothing you can do but give up altogether, or just keep going. So you keep going, and indeed it does snap off prematurely, and just what the hell do you do then?

All in all, I think you put those cans too far down the list.

[Bilthehut]

So you keep going, and indeed it does snap off prematurely, and just what the hell do you do then?

Simples.  You use a normal can opener, but cut into the side of the can rather than the top.  Just before you complete the process, reach for the first aid kit and apply plasters, first field dressings, etc, for the cuts to your hand as a result of the process.

[Jack]

I've used that method. Also used the "brute force" method (jab something into whatever gap you've created, and pry it open violently) as well as sawing through the remainder of the can using a serated kitchen knife or small hacksaw.

Frankly, it's too much trouble merely to obtain a small amount of processed meat. The system is stupid.

[Max]

Why would anyone buy a can of corned beef when they sell  it in a deli and it's wonderful?
A few years ago I bought a can of SPAM in a sentimental moment based on childhood memories, it was ferking awful.
Thank Christ they don't sell potted hough (heid) anymore.  I was damned nearly brought up on it.
Jeez, now I remember Shippams meat paste, memories leave! The power of me compels thee.
All nasty stuff that we fifties kids had to endure........   I were 40 before I tasted a banana you know.... 

[Roger Kettle]

Ah, Max, but they DO still still sell potted hough---and what a joy it is. Spread on thick bread with sliced tomato and pepper. Mmmm.

[Diane CBPFC]

I've just thought of something that annoys me. I don't like it when people post photos of their new tattos on Facebook when the skin around it is all red and sore-looking.

[Bilthehut]

Then people should stop collecting tattoos from other people's bodies.

[Malc]

I have just spent the last few months on planes, it seems. I've been back and forth to the UK innumerable times, and have picked up dozens of Things I Hate. One of which gained me 25,000 frequent flyer miles as a result of a complaint I made to Emirates.
To wit:
I hate families who book at the last minute, get allocated separate seats then spend twenty minutes asking other passengers to move so they can all sit together.
I hate mental deficients who play air drums all the way from Singapore to Colombo.
I hate fidgets who constantly scrunch themselves down in their seat squeezing their knees against the seat in front to get comfy.
I hate idiots who suddenly throw their own seat back to the "rest" position whilst the people behind are still eating and drinking, spilling their drinks all over the place.
I hate sitting in a departure lounge waiting to board, only to find my plane is another 15 minute bus ride across the tarmac. I hate people who feel that hawking and spitting like a terminal consumptive is a part of a normal cleaning ritual.
I hate Dubai.
I hate the patent racism in British airports, especially the provincial ones, who force non EU passport holders to wait in the naughty queue whilst everyone else is processed first. It's happened twice in Newcastle, so it's policy, not accidental.
I'll think of some more in a minute.

[Malc]

I hate people who pace up and down in (for instance) mall food courts, holding loud conversations on their cell phones. They invariably stop right by your table. These arseholes never take themselves outside.
I hate the growing pointy toe shoe fashion. Far worse than the old winkle pickers, these stupid things actually point upward. You want to know where it will end? No kidding, this is all the rage among young guys in Mexico. Right up there with drug cartel beheadings and immolation.