Entitled people piss me off.

Do not park your Escalade in the middle of TWO lanes of traffic, get out, and walk off to chat with one of your tennis-playing friends while the rest of us are stuck behind you. If you are one of those people who thinks this is a good idea, I think there is a special place in Hell for you. A place where there is endless cellulite, all the men are broke and pudgy, and there is NO Diet Coke.