I hate it when you're playing with a new group, and you find out the hard way that there is no established table rule for what happens when the die goes onto the floor. I mean, seriously, people,
you reroll it where we can all see. Obviously.
I hate that player that always grabs my dice. Even when I give him his own.
I hate when you're reading a story and the author goes off on a tangent for so long, you forget what is happening in the story.
I hate that my limit for that is maybe three paragraphs. Okay, okay, two.
I hate when people try to say that the game would be objectively better without minis and a battlemap, because...
I hate the choice between asking the DM every turn whether I can do what I want to do, or skipping it and running into that wall where the DM says, "No, you can't go there, there are like 6 pirates in your way." Seriously, if I have to reimagine the whole scene, forget immersion for the next 10 minutes or so until the cognitive dissonance fades.
I hate that player who doesn't pay attention when it isn't his turn, is in the bathroom when his turn comes up, asks for a total recap of events and then takes forever to decide what to do. Your turn should not take 10 minutes.
I hate how when that player takes ten minutes, I feel shafted because I only got to be in the spotlight for a minute on my turn. Tops.
I hate being enough of an attention whore that I notice that disparity.
I hate not having a face to face group right now, and thus missing out on the chance to hate all these things.
I hate Hulk Hogan. I hate his cool shades and full moustache. Just look at him!
Shirts do not grow on trees, Hulk!