things that make me go argh

Sorry it's been a while. Been a rough year - some of which will feature in my list of things that me go argh, grrrrrrrrrrr and cry - sometimes all at once:

* joining a group of people waiting to cross the road... and none of them have pressed the button.
* the tube. especially the platform at bank on the waterloo & city line. mingeramous.
* cancer.
* unsympathetic - even bullying - bosses. not cool. nor legal.
* people who disregard the QUIET ZONE stickers on the train. there's a special place in hell for all of them.
* bank charges - £25 for being 10p over my overdraft limit? daylight robbery.
* interest front-loaded loans, thus screwing you on early settlements. criminal surely.
* colds, viruses, any kind of leurgy going - cause i'll always catch it goddam.
* the fact that donuts make me fat. this is a constant source of frustration for me.
* people who smoke in doorways/entrances to buildings, forcing me to run the gauntlet.
* people who smoke just around the corner of a street i'm turning in to, so i have no chance to take a deep breath and run.
* public smoking really to be honest. come on government, quit losing people's personal details and bombing other countries and do something useful.
* stag dos. especially those in amsterdam.
* the hypocrisy entrenched in society about gender roles and acceptable behaviours.
* a certain hospital pissing away nearly a month of what turned out to be my mother's last four with us.
* 8 august, 4.35am. never forgotten.
* 13 august.
* the insensitivity of people.
* the fact that our house is ALWAYS so damn cold. and is too small.
* the fact that we still haven't finished putting our wedding presents away - despite being married for 3 months today and having had all the pressies for 2 months now.
* christmas shopping.
* buses that are meant to be every 6-7 minutes in reality being every 15-30. i mean you, 341.
* buses that just plain don't turn up and leave me in the cold for half an hour and make me late for work. that's you, jazz 2. (and every 20 minutes? my ass.)
* facebook being unavailable when i get home in the evening. argh.