Every day, without fail, someone asks to borrow my lighter.
Walking down the street, standing outside of my building on a break - Every Single Day.
It's not that I mind lending my lighter out. I have about a hundred, because the proprietor of the party store near my old apartment used to give me a free lighter every time I was in the store. And they always hand it right back to me, so it's no big deal.
At least it shouldn't be. I don't know why it is annoying me so much today. Maybe it's because I watched three episodes of 16 & Pregnant yesterday and ended up getting completely depressed.