There are several things that a person can to irritate me to no end, but one surefire way is to walk up to me at the Circ. desk and say, “Hey, sweetie/sugar/sweetheart/friend (not in a religious, “Hello, friend” *smile* sort of way, but in a “Hey, do me a favor” sort of way)”. It really gets my ire up. Generally, such statements are directed at me by male students who assume that I am a student worker and/or their classmate (not that it would be okay if I was, as I find it equally rude to be so familiar with any stranger, regardless of age). It comes across as terribly condescending and is generally accompanied by the assumption that approaching me in such a way will butter me up so that I will provide some sort of favor. This is not the way to get me to want to do you a favor. This is the way to bring out my most unhelpful alter ego, the one that will provide you with a withering glance and biting sarcasm.