People who need a swift kick in the you-know-where immediately.

• The lady in the lift who couldn’t decide where to get off, progressively hitting every button to the ground floor, before leaving on the second floor she hit, resulting in the lift stopping on every floor till it got to mine, long after she left.
• The two men who stood in front of a large dessert menu outside a cafe, almost completely obscuring the items from others’ view, while mentally tasting each of the 30 listed desserts to decide on which to eventually order.
• The lady who couldn’t get into the full lift, who continually pressed the lift call button from the outside before the carriage could move off, repeatedly opening the doors to a claustrophobic squeeze of people who’d just like to get to their destination, thankyouverymuch.
• The man who suddenly poked his car out of a sidelane well into main traffic, stopping my car (on the main road) dead in its tracks. Who then proceeded to glare at me and wave me on, impatiently.