Going over my cell phone minutes
35 mph speeds- and the people in front of me who won't go over 34 mph in them.
Men who don't even know me and insist on callin me: baby, sugar, shorty, or sweetie.
Men who blow their car horn at me while I am walking outside.
The fact that naps after lunch stopped being a definate part of my day after kindergarten.
People who have lived in the same town all of their lives and think that there is something wrong with every place else.