What grinds my gears:
When selling 10 different types of turkey at a deli, and some person just stands there for about 10 minutes looking at all the different types of turkey and then says they want some turkey. I always have to ask them what kind and then spend more time telling them which ones we have. We even when we have signs explaining each different type, but they still have to take another 5 minutes to choose which type of turkey after their prior 10 minutes of staring into mother god dam f*cking space.
I also can't stand cowboys in California. Unless your a real rancher stop driving your mother f*cking F350's to the bar and school.