That is a big one for me also. Even something as simple as my desk drawer at work. I can't stand people going through or touching my shit. Ill help anyone, just ask. Don't go through my shit.
I'm a one-tire replacement kind of guy. Till then, the other 3 are staying until they're ready to go. That typically occurs when the mechanic says I have only one good tire left on my vehicle.
"I didn't read the entire thread but I just NEED to answer this question from 20 pages ago RIGHT NOW without seeing if anyone else answered because my answer is just so AWESOME".
Someone who tales the last doughnut/slice of Hawaiian pizza/bagel et al and does not throw away the box, but closes the lid.
That is EXACTLY how I feel. That shit sets me off bad. And he made a valid point, in many countries it is just like that. There will be 4-5 dudes piled up hip-to-hip on a couch, and they won’t think anything about it. There is no telling how many times in one trip at work I have to say “Seriously. Back off”.