First things first. I just can't walk up to an escalator and walk right on. Seriously. I even tried to put mastering the escalator as one of my work goals (true story), and going down is far worse than up.
Skinny Jeans. Really people. Those things are evil. I remember hating them so much as a kid, struggling to get my foot through that tiny fitted ankle hole was the devil, I mean, the toes always went through just fine, but the heel? You must be double jointed or have no heel to wear those. It felt like it took hours to get that daunting task done as a kid. Eff all of that!
Do hair. As in, hair in my hairbrush. I will throw them away before I will even empty them because it will make me hurl. A friend of mine was talking about how she was cleaning out her tub drain, and went a little too far. I'm gagging right now just thinking about it. Oh, and this picture her husband sent me. Totally hurlworthy.
I actually have a big list of these ICant. But I will save those for another day. The last one I will share today is a major issue I get picked on for big time.
use wooden utensils, or wooden anything. Popsicle sticks, corn dogs, sausage on a stick, you name it. I.just.can't It honestly is a texture thing and I just can't stand holding them, and them going in my mouth? Hell to the no! Chopsticks? Uh, I'll use a fork. And red wine goes with that because most of it is so dry it feels like a popsicle stick in my mouth. It makes me cringe just typing this!