The sink at work terrifies me. Everytime I'm in the bathroom, trying to wash my hands, I approach the long, trough-like beast with apprehension. I put the foamy soap (which I like) on my hands and rub them together, trying to do my best to use the least amount of water possible. It doesn't help matters that the sink is motion-activated. So everytime I move, the water comes on and splashes off of my hands onto my beautiful beautiful work pants. Grr. I have yet to come away from that sink completely dry and clean.
It's the little things that bug me, obviously.