People who like to hear themselves talk

Los Angeles: land of movie stars, mansions, uncomfortably large salaries and the overwhelming egos that come with them. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a cynical Angelino (well not yet anyway). I appreciate our close proximately to the mountains and the beach, the beautiful weather, the wide assortment of fabulous restaurants and constant, tangible exposure to the arts. All of these fine qualities aside, I do have some grievances.

My annoyance of the day: people who like to hear themselves talk. They're everywhere, shouting their way into your conversation. They stand behind you in the coffee shop line, viciously engaged in a multitude of conversations ("I know it's not her husband's kid, I mean he's impotent right?" Oh hang on a second Mom I've got to order my latte.")

Perhaps one of the biggest offenders is the speakerphone blabber. I know some people are more annoyed by the Bluetooth, but I've got to say the speakerphone is way more obnoxious. Sure with the Bluetooth you have that split second where you wonder if the person is talking to you, talking to themselves, or just plain crazy, but at least you only hear his or her side of the conversation. Why would anyone want to walk around with their conversation blasting from both sides? I don't want to hear the muffled laughs of your BFF on the other line as you drone on about something too personal to be discussing in the frozen food section of Vons at midnight.