What irritates you?

“”Yourself” instead of you. As in, “I’ll email the receipt to yourself.”

Chewbacca: you should start saying nom nom nom just before she does. Every day.

People who, in response to some major difficulty you are in, offer an instant solution, starting "You should just..................."

Yes the phone thing is really irritating, I don't want to hear the boring details of your life/job.
TV presenters who don't pronounce words properly and Chris Evans is extremely irritating.
Jalima my husband does the trumpet voluntary, I have no idea why.

Just looked down at my coffee cupped in my hands and realise I don’t use the handle either so no meet ups for us Nankate
What irritates me is in the charity shop the people that open every CLEAR bag to make sure they see what s inside but then leave the item the bag and the price label in three different places, also the customers that take an item, say a girls dress, wander round with it, then hang it back upside down, inside out and in the boys section, and the people that bring their kids with food, ice cream and drinks in their hands (despite the big notice) and the sweethearts then drop, spill and leave their little chocolaty hands everywhere

Men, usually young ones, walking down the road scratching/repositioning their "manhood"

Slurping liquids and noisy eating.

Spitting in the street.

Lateness.

I think I'm turning into a grumpy old granny!!!!!

I also hate loud phone calls on public transport and people who talk on the phone walking down the street and I have to leap out of their way so they don't walk into me.

Thank you Bathsheba I appreciate you being prepared to cut me a bit of slack. I can understand on a cold day someone warming their fingers on a mug, it’s when they ignore the handle as if it didn’t exist.

You have made me laugh Chewbacca ?

The woman in the office who says "nom nom nom" when she starts to eat her lunch. Every. Single. Day.

Mens noses do play the most extraordinary tunes when they blow them

I'm too cowardly.. I just think terrible things.
A tall man did shout down the bus the other day "i can see empty seats down there, so can you please either sit down in them or move down the bus!"
We seem to have this stupid issue with nobody wanting to move down the bus because they're not going far.
None of us are, its a small island we live on!

People who play trumpet voluntary when they blow their noses.
I can hear one in the distance as I type. [sigh]

DanniRae I think it's usually those educated by the nuns who say 'haitch' and in particular the nuns from Ireland.

MissA - do what I do: stand over the offender and say loudly,"Please move your bag. I want to sit down". Nobody ever refuses (and if they did I'd just pick up the bag and put it on their knee or on the floor by their feet).

People noisily sucking their teeth.

People who say "you know" or "d'ya know what I mean?" at the end of every sentence.

Junk mail, addressed or otherwise.

More than irritated, I'm quietly seething when I get on the bus and have to stand, all squashed up at the front; almost in with the driver, whilst people sit with bags and laptops on the seats.

People who say 'haitch' instead of 'aitch' - drives me crazy.

I will second the noisy eating in cinemas and the loud phoning on public transport.
Note to self: try not to do this.
Most of my wrath these days is directed at people in power who make stupid decisions....

People talking loudly on their phones in public irritates me.
Some people broadcast the most private conversations on the bus, train, and so on.

Not much tbh , although anyone being noisy and/or slurping and crunching near me in the cinema makes me want to slap them round the head.?

Both my grandsons are 'crackers'. Knuckles, knees, backs. You name it, they crack it.
Makes me feel nauseous.

People --usually men--who crack their knuckles. It knocks me sick. I can visualise the bones grinding against each other and it just annoys the hell out of me. I have to restrain myself from slapping their hands to stop them.

Ooh I used to love hugging a cushion when I was younger! Don't quite know when or why I stopped doing this . And I often wrap my hands around a mug, eschewing the handle completely - a lovely comforting way to warm my hands up in the cold weather!
But I promise, if we ever meet NanKate, to try not to do this in your company