Things about which I obsess

In no particular order:

1. Parallel parking as close to the curb as is physically possible. Yes, the law says you have a whole 18", but that seems completely unreasonable. Anyone who needs more than 8" should have their license revoked.
2. Bad grammar. This week in particular has been a flood of confusion between "less" and "fewer." THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS "LESS SIDE EFFECTS." IT'S "FEWER SIDE EFFECTS."
3. Not touching things in public restrooms. Seriously, those places are gross. In particular? Don't EVER look at the lower third of the walls of a public restroom stall. Those things are NEVER washed and you can SEE the water-stains of fecal matter all over them.
4. Foam soap. I do not understand what strange revolution has happened to make all public restrooms switch to the foam soap. The stuff is total crap and doesn't even really wash anything; I have to use twelve squirts of it and wash my hands three times to even begin to feel clean.
5. Fresh socks. Not just clean -- but freshly washed and never-before-worn. I go through at least 2 or 3 pairs of socks per day: athletic socks on the way to work, dressy socks at work, slipper socks to bed (which come off after about 10 minutes, and the next morning go directly into the hamper to be washed, though they are still perfectly clean).
6. Having fewer than 20 messages in my email inbox. That's messages of any variety, not just the unread ones. I once had a coworker who joked that we'd be demoted if we had more than ten messages in our inboxes, and for some reason it stuck.

This list is by no means exhaustive, but these have been particularly prevalent this week.