What irritates you?

I really hate the complain or spill my heart about things that we all see and others do daily, but some things really get under my skin and I have to releases them. So be patient. Many years ago, all we had was O.T.A. (over the air) TV. I wanted to see more things and get away from commercials so I moved over the cable TV. Well that lasted for a few years and the commercials eventually came into the programming. So I switched to satellite. It was great... for a few yew years, them commercials crept into to that too. There was nothing else, so I made up my mind to stick it out for a FEW stupid commercials, like GEICO and PROGRESSIVE insurances. They make us all look stupid. Then the commercials grew to sometimes 10 or 15 commercials during the breaks. OUTRAGEOUS!! I'd sit there counting them and complaining to my better half. When the renewal and sign-up time for Medicare comes every year, I figured October 31 this will end them because, for those not on Medicare yet that when the sign-up time ends. Oddly enough, the ads kept running. WHAT THE HELL? Did I mention, I hate insurance companies? Well, I do. Along with attorneys. OK, going on. Do you say words you shouldn't when driving, some one turns or changes lanes with a turn signals, I do. All cars and trucks come with a turn signal lever on the steering wheel but no one knows what it used for, or does not care. The ones that really gets me is the driver in the fast lane who cuts over three lanes to catch his exit lane he did not per-plan for and does not use turn signal to tell people, "HERE I COME". Idiots! People are skidding, jamming on their brakes, honking their horns as he speeds off. WHAT A JERK! He was probably on his cell phone or jamming to the radio when he realizes, "Oh my God, I have to turn here." Which brings me to my next gripe. Cell phones. Listen folks, cell phones are no longer PHONES. They are cameras, radios, Instagram-ers, typewriters, game machines, and have been and always will be a mini computer for face-time-ing conference calling and strolling through the internet. Don't forget texting too. When I was younger, you had to pull over to a curb or gas station and find a pay phone, drop a coin or two in it so you could call someone. Then rotate the dial to your number. OK, I am dating myself, I know I am old. At my house, we make everyone put their phones in a away place at dinner time, so we can talk. The grandkids hate that. Look around the next time you are at the doctor's office waiting to be called at all the other people looking at their phones, thumbing it up, down or sideways instead of reading an outdated magazine they have laying around. Don't get me wrong, I use my phone a lot too. When I got my first cell phone, it weighed about four phones and signals were not that strong. Then I went to a car mounted phone which was amplified. From there I have a Star Trek flip phone and finally a smart (dumb) phone which talks to me. It's crazy. I can do everything on that phone that I can do on my desktop computer. It has more memory and power than they had on the first trip to the moon.When I tell people to call me, they text me. It literally become my leash and I am the dog. Who's controlling the leash? Probably insurance companies and attorneys. OK, I am done here... for now. Even tho I am sick and feeling sorry for myself, I feel a little better announcing my gripes on a COMPUTER. Thanks for listening and come back soon. Love you all.