What do you do that drives others up the wall?

[Hmmmmm]

I wake up with the sun, which means that this time of year, I wake up at 5 am. And I'm awake and ready to go. Even just creeping out to the kitchen to make a cup of tea bothers other people at that hour. What am I supposed to do, sit on my hands until they finally wake up 3 hours later?

And I'm cheerful. You have no idea how angry people get when you give them a cheerful "Good morning!" Even when it's as late as 9 am.

Oh, I have a pretty good idea.  And to get them even angrier, start singing "Good morning Sunshine" or "Oh What a Beautiful Morning".  Next time they'll be a lot nicer about a simple good morning, especially if you sing as poorly as I do.   

My go-to Good Morning! song is "Good Morning" from Singing in the Rain[/i].

Sigh. I have to spend my mornings not speaking to people until they tell me I can, and not smiling or looking happy.

It's *hard*.

Then they want me to be all chipper and energetic at 9 in the evening. Just Not Happening.

I shall add it to my repertoire.  My son and daughter will thank you.

[twiggy]

I pop my back/neck/shoulders/elbow.

I jiggle my legs, a lot. I get restless leg syndrome and it's 100x worse when I'm pregnant. I know it drives DH nuts. The other night I was twitchy and DH rolled over and told me "quit it, you're not pregnant anymore!"

I correct grammar. Fewer vs. less, lay vs. lie, it's vs. its, their/there/they're and your/you're are my pet hates.

I sing spontaneously. Usually I'm singing to the kids, but sometimes I'll burst into song and realize I'm by myself.

I sing along with the radio even when I don't know the words. And even after I learn the right words, I'll usually sing my version anyway. DH and my brother hate that I sing Paradise City as "Take me down to the very nice city where the glass is clean and the girls are pretty"

[Dazi]

I need to add...

I talk too loud

I also pop joints, though usually not intentionally

I eat out of containers

I do not heat up leftovers. Pizza, Chinese or Thai totally flips my mother and DH out (I think it's the only thing they have in common  )

I use too many big words that people with a crappy vocabulary do not understand

Apparently no one likes when I use the phrase "nevertheless" (I promise I rarely say this)

I'm a cranky pants in the morning

A CW pointed out my weirdness with my food not touching and eating one grouping at a time just makes her want to take my plate and mush it all together...that made my eye twitch just typing that out 

I go to bed too early, usually no later than 10pm, preferably by 9pm, sometimes by 8:30pm.

[camlan]

I wake up with the sun, which means that this time of year, I wake up at 5 am. And I'm awake and ready to go. Even just creeping out to the kitchen to make a cup of tea bothers other people at that hour. What am I supposed to do, sit on my hands until they finally wake up 3 hours later?

And I'm cheerful. You have no idea how angry people get when you give them a cheerful "Good morning!" Even when it's as late as 9 am.

Oh, I have a pretty good idea.  And to get them even angrier, start singing "Good morning Sunshine" or "Oh What a Beautiful Morning".  Next time they'll be a lot nicer about a simple good morning, especially if you sing as poorly as I do.   

My go-to Good Morning! song is "Good Morning" from Singing in the Rain[/i].

Sigh. I have to spend my mornings not speaking to people until they tell me I can, and not smiling or looking happy.

It's *hard*.

Then they want me to be all chipper and energetic at 9 in the evening. Just Not Happening.

I shall add it to my repertoire.  My son and daughter will thank you.

Tell them they should be grateful all you do is sing. My father, an early bird if there ever was one and career Army to boot, would play Sousa marches very loudly at 6 am on Saturdays, to alert us to the fact that we would be having a fun day working in the yard and garden that day.

Once he got a friend to come to the house and play Reveille on his trumpet at 5 am on Christmas morning.

[siamesecat2965]

I can't watch a movie or tv show or the news (I'm getting better with this one) unless I see it from the very beginning. It just bugs me.  Movies I can, only if I've seen them before, but if not, nope, I will pass.  It makes me twitch when someone turns the tv on, and starts watching a movie in the middle. 

[Hollanda]

Mumble. Drives DF mad. Also I forget things a lot. That drives everyone mad so I write a lot of lists now...

[SleepyKitty]

I'm always convinced that I'm right.

Because I am a history grad student, I nitpick any movie within two hundred years of my chosen time period (high to late middle ages, although early middles ages and the classical period get this treatment as well). "Well, really, when that knight was fighting off the dragon, his armor was clearly from the early modern period, not medieval. What do you mean, if I can deal with a dragon, I can deal with his armor?"

I have a tendency to simply stop speaking in the middle of my sentences, convinced that the other person can somehow intuit what I wanted to say. "Well, sometimes I think mac and cheese would just be...." *trails off and gazes thoughtfully at the wall*

I also have a tendency to end sentences with "You know what I mean?" when it is not in the least apparent what I mean.  "It's just like... when purple and triangles have an illegitimate child and then school it at Hogwarts but then it turns into my cat. You know what I mean?"

[Delia DeLyons]

I have a tendency to seek out 'wrong' hairs on my head (coarser, or bumpy kind of) and pull them out, but without even realizing I'm doing it (I think it may actually be a type of disorder) and it drives my BF crazy... He's always calling me on it (which I am grateful for... Nearly gave myself a small bald patch once!) I also tend to interrupt him... But I think that's his problem because he seems to think a conversation is one person saying everything on their mind in succession without room for comments or questions from the listening party. I disagree, but love him regardless... He has quirks, too, but they make him *him*.

[Hmmmmm]

I wake up with the sun, which means that this time of year, I wake up at 5 am. And I'm awake and ready to go. Even just creeping out to the kitchen to make a cup of tea bothers other people at that hour. What am I supposed to do, sit on my hands until they finally wake up 3 hours later?

And I'm cheerful. You have no idea how angry people get when you give them a cheerful "Good morning!" Even when it's as late as 9 am.

Oh, I have a pretty good idea.  And to get them even angrier, start singing "Good morning Sunshine" or "Oh What a Beautiful Morning".  Next time they'll be a lot nicer about a simple good morning, especially if you sing as poorly as I do.   

My go-to Good Morning! song is "Good Morning" from Singing in the Rain[/i].

Sigh. I have to spend my mornings not speaking to people until they tell me I can, and not smiling or looking happy.

It's *hard*.

Then they want me to be all chipper and energetic at 9 in the evening. Just Not Happening.

I shall add it to my repertoire.  My son and daughter will thank you.

Tell them they should be grateful all you do is sing. My father, an early bird if there ever was one and career Army to boot, would play Sousa marches very loudly at 6 am on Saturdays, to alert us to the fact that we would be having a fun day working in the yard and garden that day.

Once he got a friend to come to the house and play Reveille on his trumpet at 5 am on Christmas morning.

I love it!

[Hmmmmm]

I'm always convinced that I'm right.

Because I am a history grad student, I nitpick any movie within two hundred years of my chosen time period (high to late middle ages, although early middles ages and the classical period get this treatment as well). "Well, really, when that knight was fighting off the dragon, his armor was clearly from the early modern period, not medieval. What do you mean, if I can deal with a dragon, I can deal with his armor?"

I have a tendency to simply stop speaking in the middle of my sentences, convinced that the other person can somehow intuit what I wanted to say. "Well, sometimes I think mac and cheese would just be...." *trails off and gazes thoughtfully at the wall*

I also have a tendency to end sentences with "You know what I mean?" when it is not in the least apparent what I mean.  "It's just like... when purple and triangles have an illegitimate child and then school it at Hogwarts but then it turns into my cat. You know what I mean?"

Oh my gosh.  I stop talking in the midst of sentences too because I've started thinking about something else.  Drives my family crazy. 

[Piratelvr1121]

Relating to being late/early.  DH kinda drives me nuts because he'll give me a vague time for when to be ready.  On weekends he normally gets ready for the day leisurely, eating breakfast while checking email and reading MLP fanfiction, catching up on Equestria Daily, etc.   So when he says "We'll go after breakfast" I take that as "give me an hour after I wake up' which is typically after 8:30. 

So when he gets up at 8:30 then expects everyone to be ready to go at 8:45-9, we tend to have a bit of an argument about communicating an EXACT time, not a vague one.  To him though "After breakfast" is not vague. 

When he does tell me an exact time for leaving, he always declares it's time to go 15 minutes prior. I tease him by saying the "hurry up and wait" mentality never left after the Marines.

[SiotehCat]

At work, I sing constantly. I don't listen to an iPod or anything. I have favorites that I sing, but I usually make them up as I go along. Sometimes I just start singing about whatever I'm doing.

It makes me feel good, but it also puts the dogs at ease.

Coworkers ask me if it drives my DH crazy, but surprisingly it doesn't. It just drives them crazy.

[SleepyKitty]

I have favorites that I sing, but I usually make them up as I go along. Sometimes I just start singing about whatever I'm doing.

Me too!! Although I do it at home, because my "work" is being up in front of students and it would look very strange for me to be singing about Charlemagne. Or.... would it...? 

Oh my gosh.  I stop talking in the midst of sentences too because I've started thinking about something else.  Drives my family crazy. 

I am so glad I'm not alone in doing this!

[Dazi]

My DH says I flutter my eyelashes weird.   

[It's good to be Queen]

I crunch ice cubes.  I love chewing on ice and evidently it bothers some people.  I try to be aware of who is around when I am doing it.