Rather than things that go bump in the night, this is about little situations that make me uncomfortable:

when I’m in the company of a couple of black people who call each other “nigger.”

when I meet a former student from 20 years ago and she says, “I had you my senior year.”

even worse, when the former student is a male.  “I beg your pardon!*%#*!”

when a sign jumps up on my monitor that says the system will shut down in 25 seconds.

when I walk my dog outside for 20 minutes to do his “business.”  Then we go inside without any business completed.

when a cashier can’t count my return change.

when I must go through endless telephone menus and the final instruction is to press “O.”

when a website tries to anticipate my question.  Then asks if it was helpful.

when the plane’s seatbelt light comes on just as I’m on my way to the facilities.

when I get directions such as “Ah, go on down yonder, around the curve, past the Bakers/bakers (?), and turn right before you get to the last bridge.”

when I ask, “Do you want me to turn left at this next intersection?”

Response: “Right.”

“Do  you mean, turn right or right/as in okay, turn left?”

when I have a conversation with someone who contradicts himself/herself in the same paragraph.  Apparently, I’m the only one listening.

when we’re out to dinner with another couple and they start trading snippy remarks.

when a well-educated person makes a blatant grammatical error.

when a person takes credit for something he/she didn’t do.  He/She knows I know the credit is undeserved.

when I receive credit for something I’ve done in a room full of peers who did nothing.  I can feel the daggers.

when someone brags on himself/herself.

when I have to ask for directions from someone who doesn’t speak English.

when I receive a call for a donation from the police department.  Does that mean my house will not be protected?  I don’t do any solicitations via the phone.

when I have to ask someone to return an item she has borrowed.

when I have to express sympathy.  I never have any words that seem appropriate.

when I meet someone who instantly recognizes me, calls me by name, and I don’t have a clue who that person is.

These are just a few.  I could go on and on about all the times I’ve unknowingly stuck my foot in my mouth.  But these are enough that you’ll probably recognize me.