Samnell
Explorer
#1 pet peeve: tailgaters. I would give an appendage from the left side of my body for the ability to magic missile someone trying to read the screen on my satellite radio from the car behind me.
Maybe it's a small town thing, but not many tailgaters around here. I did get to stand in line at an ATM for about ten minutes in the middle of the night while two women tried to withdraw $17 once, though. They spoke local-accented English and were old enough to have been using ATMs for at least several years. At this point I finally explained to them that "Please enter amounts in multiples of $20" meant (I realize this is an obscure reading) "Please enter amounts in multiples of $20."
I think I would have fireballed that whole Walmart.