Things that grate on my nerves are being called Hun, Noisy eaters, newspapers naming policemen 'cops', hearing mobile conversations when I'm on the bus, getting interrogated as to why I didn't answer the phone when so and so called me and I didn't answer the call, or that so and so knocked the door but I didn't open it. Don't these people ever think that I was not at home! Grrr. Being in a very long queue in the Building Society or bank when a customer's telling the cashier their life story, all about their holidays and family etc, and there's no chance of getting to the front of the queue today and that applies to the check out at the supermarkets too. Liars who think I'm daft enough to believe them. Yes I know I'm getting to be a moaning Minnie as I get older. lol