What bothers you most?

Journalism Students. No--wait, is this a trick question?

people that think hipsters and other people that actually have jobs and contribute to society are ruining the neighborhood.

and this new format sucks.

brooksignal wrote 52 seconds ago  » 

Hipsters do have jobs but how many d.j.s, bartenders, baristi and bloggers do we really need?

This is NYC. ....apparently there is a limitless demand.

BTW, are you sure everyone you are seeing is a hipster? The term is really broad and some of those people might have boring office jobs.

In genereal, hipsters don't wake one up while barking at 3 AM because they can.

I wish to change my answer.

Today, what bothers me the most is the onset of winter this morning coupled with my lack of hat and a suitable jacket.

That reputable newspapers are a dying breed, and I'm blogging about it.

and people that think most hipsters are bikers.

Being harassed by people I don't know.

Yep, that's what it means...

The loud music that I hear from outside even though all my windows are closed.

Food and trash that some residents drop on the ground even though a trash can is on like every corner.

The dog crap that lazy people don't pick up.

The dudes that hang outside the Franklin station 24 hours that expect try to pick up every woman that has a pulse.

The music stopped so my rant is over.

mha said "whitefolks"! Everybody get mad!

Blackfolks who talk loud in movie theaters.

Agreed Spurn! Oy vey! I could tell you stories! How about when the annoying cell phone rings -- and is answered! -- with a VERY audible "HELLO? Yo, wassup? Nah, you ain't botherin' me, I'm jus' in the movie theater..." And the iridescent glow of the cell phone gives you the outline of the perpetrators head, and then someone says 'Yo, shut the f--- up!' and then the perpetrator says, 'Fu-- you ni---!' and then the first guy says, 'No f--- you!' Meanwhile the movie continues oblivious to the growing chaos, and then the whole theaters starts shushing each other....

There is something about blackfolks and the dark, we just can't keep quiet.

Anyone have a bullhorn to sell or lend me? I'm just about to get loud on neighboring idiots that are clueless about apartment living and voice modulation. Got the sawzall ready to lend the other neighbor but need some defense on this side of the driveway.

Brooklynian ad hominem; the constant thump-thump of an overweight child running to and fro in the apartment above; the window-urinating adolescent next door -- a Bigger Thomas in the making...