The 100s of emails I get at work everyday asking me to donate money or a new unwrapped gift or something to a needy family for the holidays... when I cant afford the $35.00 co-pay to go to the doctor for the kidney infection that I have had since before Thanksgiving.

I am getting ready to do a post of all that irks me today.

However, I am so guilty of the Xmas thing. I don't SAY it though. I do type it. I know - don't hate me too much. :)

People who tell me how easy their pregnancy was...good for them. It is so not the time to tell me when I'm feeling bad.

Gestational diabetes. It's only been a week since I was diagnosed and it sucks.

Craving carbs and not being able to have a carb fest.

Lower back ache.

I started a new job 10 weeks ago. Spent 8 of the 10 weeks oranizing the big annual end of year party. Working like crazy, doing extra hours, caring for boring stuff like wrapping gifts. And today I hear from my bosses that they're not perceiving the results of my presence. They're concerned about the ROI of hiring me. Gulp.
This is so unfair.
What annoys me is that it looks like there's no sane workplace on earth.

Damn, your stuff is annoying enough for BOTH of us!

I frickin hate Xmas.

Hmm...
Having to hold for an hour and a half to talk to someone at the airport who could get my temporarily disabled husband a bulkhead seat where he could stretch out his casted leg.

Standing in line behind 40 other people at the post office, and realizing that i'm the only one who filled out any of the insurance or delivery confirmation slips beforehand, and I have to wait so long because other people are standing at the counter doing this.

Getting a midday email from my husband telling me that he's so worn down... because he works for a MAJOR international online retailer and is getting yelled at by greedy procrastinating consumers all day long. (By 10 am he'd ruined two christmasses and an anniversary apparently.)

Today? The post office sucked my will to live. All I needed to do was park the car and empty my P.O. Box. It took 20 minutes to accomplish the former, and 2.3 seconds to accomplish the latter.
Also, I'm not at all into Christmas this year. And I feel bad about it.

The fact that the loan company is being a pain in the ass about giving me my freaking loan for this semester, when I need that to register for classes for next semester. Oh, and it's finals week. Like I needed anything else to freak out about.

the fact that everyday for a year I've been wondering if we should have another baby when yesterday my sister-in-law announced she was pregnant - for the third time!

rain on your wedding day
free ride when you've already paid
good advice that you just didn't take

who would've thought ... it figures

oh oh OH - i hate X-Mas too!

AND B-Day.

bleh.

Of all the little tiny pleasures to be experienced after you have a baby, sleeping in the position you're used to once again ranks up there pretty high :)

The searing pain I have whenever I eat (only the first couple of bites, but it kind of ruins the whole thing, you know?).

Being expected to mingle and be someone your not at work parties. I am not a bubbly successful snob, nor will I act like one just to please the office "girls"

People who can't decide which side of you they want to walk on. Pick one - left or right. Don't alternate and pick the same one as I am clearly taking right at the last minute!

Road rage - honestly is it that important to you?

This sounds like a meme waiting to happen! Great idea, one very annoyed post coming right up!

Um, your face.

Or, rather, my face. Hello Christmas colors (mostly red)!

Broken candy thermometers that result in TWO DOUBLE batches of rock hard fudge. (But saying rock hard sure is fun.)

And I hope you find it extra annoying that I'm THRILLED you can't sleep on your back anymore! (I know... I empathize.... But I'm so freakin' EXCITED for you.....)

Christmas or X-mas or Jesus day - whatever you wanna call it, I wouldn't care if it just didn't happen this year.

My father in law. Bigot, boring, know-it all.

People who don't say excuse me or please or thank you (like people who accost me in the hospital corridor and say "Where is gastroenterology?" [Like I freaking know, I'm an anaesthesiologist!] However, if they said "Excuse me, could you help me? I was wondering if you knew where gastroenterology is" I might be more inclined to say "I don't know, but the information desk is right below us")

People who stop at the top of escalators so that you have to either squeeze past them or try and jog on the spot on the ever inclining steps (not easy this time of year). Is it really that hard to work out whether you need to go left or right *whilst* you are on the way up?

"Do you know what you're having?" Well, hopefully a baby. Although a puppy would be good too, less worry, easier toilet training (60% of Aussie women prefer NOT to know the sex of their child, BTW, whereas the rest of the world it's more like 40%. We're weird that way).