I hate folks who drive like they're in their own world, going too slowly and weaving in and out of lanes, and then when you get up beside them you see they're talking on their cell phones.

I don't like the fact that this afternoon, as soon as I washed one of my dogs, she promptly ran outside, ran through a mud puddle (she has white legs) and then rolled in some wet clover. I grabbed her fat butt and washed her again and the second time made her stay in her crate till she was dry.

I hate loud-talking people.

I hate commercials on TV and pop-up ads on the Web.

I have to confess that I'm one of those people who drives others nuts by leaving doors and cabinets open. I'm terrible about it. I've been trying to work on that. I apologize on behalf of clueless cabinet-openers everywhere.