I really hate...

Being treated like shit for no reason at all.

Me: When are we going to the store tonight? :)
Mother: I have no idea! D:<

Okay mom. I asked a simple question. I'm sure I didn't distract you from your game that much. No need to freak out, or snap at me for asking a question that's relevant to everything I'll be doing this evening.

You'd think I would be used to this, but no. Ten... Eleven? years and it's still a shock.