Golfers who can't be bothered to fix a divot or ball mark. Nothing like hitting a nice drive (doesn't happen often, fellas) and finding my ball sitting in bottom of some moron's excavation project.
Drivers who pull out in front of you in a 55 mph zone, go 100 yards up the road and turn off.
People who think just because they're paying for gas, they can cut in front of the rest of us in line, slap a $20 on the counter and proceed to buy lottery tickets.
People who can't be bothered to cough up a "Thank you" if you hold a door or perform some other small courtesy for them. OTOH, had an elderly lady say, "Your parents raised you right." Made my day.
The bastages here who keep forcing me to rebuild my mailbox...
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