Quotes About Annoyance

Pretending to 'never get the text' from someone who annoys you.

I cant decide which I hate more, the feeling that I think I'm being annoying or the feeling of being ignored.

Biggest pet peeve: being ignored. I definitely hate feeling like an idiot.

Being ignored is probably the most frustrating and annoying thing ever!

I hate it when you send a long text message to someone & they just reply with k.

I hate when the remote is way over there....

Someone feeling like knowing everything & being the best and stuff, kinda annoying.

Can you not just put the seat belt on?" I snap. I can't help it. I have a low threshold for repetitive electronic noises.

in Yiddish or Hebrew-Russian-English or whatever: the word's nudnik. The best definition I've ever heard came from an Israeli professor of archaeology: "It's a person who is like a woodpecker sitting on your head, all the time pecking you.

After another few days, I noticed I became annoyed whenever I would actually have to ask Asshole for something. How quickly the creepy becomes commonplace.

The idea of spending another six hours with Leon and his farts was more than I could take.

that was less about the fundamental nature of the visions than the fact Gianni kept interrupting Chen, and she was sick of it.

He needs us like he needs a mud dauber's nest up his pant leg

Some places are like family. They annoy us to no end, especially during the holidays, but we keep coming back for more because we know, deep in our hearts, that our destinies are intertwined.

What's the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?

Live like spongebob. Laugh out loud all day without reason, and annoy the mean people with your happiness.

Does anyone else get bothered by that last inch the shower curtain wont cover?

I hate it when other people's hair tickles me.

They should invent a snooze button that hits back.

I really need to gain patience, tired of being annoyed all the time.

I hate it when someone turns on the light while I'm sleeping!

Nothing worse than being annoyed and hurt about being upset...fu.. everything.

Which was for me the true friend, Mme. de Montmorency, so glad always to annoy me and always so ready to oblige, or Mme. de Guermantes, distressed by the slightest offence that might have been given me and incapable of the slightest effort to be of use to me?

Sometimes, it's like a hair across your cheek. You can't see it, you can't find it with your fingers, but you keep brushing at it because the feel of it is irritating.