Stopping to chat for the first time in all these years with that nice, quiet neighbour who keeps his lawns so neat. And finding out he’s a raving conspiracy theorist who genuinely believes that Obama is Satan.
Talking about and to children in a weird pseudo-sexual hetero way. “She’s going to break all the boys’ hearts!” or “Max, is little Ruby your girlfriend?” Leave them alone. And why assume they’ll grow up to be straight?
Flying economy When you were lucky enough to be upgraded to business last time. The contrast is just too painful.