Bugbears .... no, I don't mean those flea-invested, scratchy, growly hulks prowling around the house. They're called "husbands" ...
I mean the one thing that really gets to you; possibly irrationally.
For me, it's when you go into a cafe or a pub restaurant, and they've put all the knives and forks in a pot - with the tines and the blades upwards. I mean, how many people have handled the business end of those implements before you make your choice? I have to ostentatiously take my chosen pair and scrub them clean with a serviette or a disinfectant wet wipe. Why do businesses insist on displaying their cutlery like that?
That's mine - what's your biggest bugbear?