Random and Annoying

• Person in the ladies room using six paper towels. A) Your hands are not that large.  B) the sound of the motion-activated towel dispenser spitting out towel after towel is almost as annoying as your standing in front of it and frantically waving.  There is something wrong with you.
• Me, for washing, drying, and folding, but not putting away, my work clothes, and subsequently spending a good ten minutes this morning cursing my way through a large laundry basket of clean clothes, looking for my favorite black pants, which were actually in the drawer the whole time.  DOH!
• My children, for failing to understand the urgency of me wearing that specific pair of pants on this particular day, and calling me out for throwing a hissy fit.
• My car, for not magically replenishing itself with motor oil or transmission fluid, or any of the other go juices I can't keep track of.  I'm just gonna say it--keeping cars running is what men are for.  Yes, that is kinda rotten of me to say, but it is on the list, right next to "Brings me coffee in the morning."  I especially want some MALE to do this for me because when I, a person without a penis, walk in to a mechanic shop, there is automaticallly a lot more wrong with the car than my puny female mind could ever grasp, the work is all urgently needed, and the cost goes up exponentially, depending on whether or not I'm wearing cute shoes that day.  I'm only sexists because the mechanics are, people...