Baby It's Cold Outside

I have nothing insightful or interesting to say today, so I will give you this. At work today I started to make a list of things that annoy me (it was a slow day) and that's all I have to share with you. Sorry for the scraps.
List of Things That Really Annoy Me:
* People who say, "How are you?" without ever expecting any sort of response, even the lame "Good and you?" that I say instinctively--like some horrid knee-jerk reaction I am powerless to stop.
* Berl Ives. All Berl Ives. Any and all Berl Ives.
* The song "Baby It's Cold Outside." Doesn't matter who sings it; I hate it. Nick/Jessica: This includes you.
* Those people who wait until I fold a stack of sweaters, then decide to unfold the stack I just finished to look at it--"Hey this looks just like a V-neck sweater, but what does the back look like? Oh, it's the same.Wow." Jerks.
* Watching VH1's "John Mayer Show" and the fact that it actually made me like John Mayer. I don't want to like John Mayer, but the bear suit really did me in. Jerk.
* Those people who have to touch EVERYTHING in the store--didn't your mother teach you anything? Look with your eyes, not with your hands, you schmuck.
* That stupid Hummer that was parked outside--what the crap? Hey, want to help support the war on terror? DON'T DRIVE A FRIGGIN' GIANT, GAS GUZZLING SUV, YOU GREEDY HOG.

That's it, that's my list.
I'm having some hormonal distractions right now, so I can't concentrate on anything. I blame all boys.