Stairway to Hell
I have an intense dislike of those particular breed of staircases whose steps are of such a length as to be too long to ascend them one at a time, but too short to take two paces for each step. This results in a kind of 1.5 step, the .5 of it being a fairly retarded ersatz half-shuffle that accumulates in annoying-ness until you are just about ready to gnaw on your own liver and inflict pain on small fluffy animals by the time you reach the top of the devilspawn staircase.
I am convinced that it is a great samenzwering (conspiracy). Some genius bordering on the manically insane derived a formula to come up with the exact staircase dimensions that will create this effect, patented the equation and made a fortune on every staircase that was made according to his calculations. Consequently, I have encountered four such staircases in the past week, and have been well, truly and royally Pissed Off by them. I am currently devising a counter-samanzwering to find this manic genius and force him to ascend and descend his own inventions for the rest of eternity. And in the spirit of Prometheus, I will make his liver regenerate on descent, ready for it to be liberally gnawed on the way up.
Vindictiveness is such an ugly emotion.