I'm lucky to have 'em.
With that said, The Boy could have just saved my family and me from a burning building immediately after we reunited after a horrid 5 years apart where we only kept in contact via love letters sent from a carrier pigeon and I would still want to rip his face off when he says to me "cut it".
This is a self-appointed cue he uses in an attempt to aide me in my parallel parking. Somewhere along the way, "cut it" became his way of declaring that the steering wheel now needs to be strategically maneuvered so that you can get your car in the spot.
Regardless of the fact that I'm a seasoned parallel parker, the process in itself is just so annoying. I sweat pretty much every time I begin and just want to focus and be done as quickly as possible.
He could be in the middle of a story, or looking at his iPhone or reading a book and the second I start parallel parking he (without fail) will just start saying "cut it" like he even remotely contributes to the endeavor.
"Ooo Caitie, cut it now. Okay.. cut it, cut it! Oh damn you missed it, okay, cut it now! cut it now! Nice, cut it in just a couple seconds..."
Sometimes I wish I had a knife and could make slightly good on his request.*
[*editor's note, I am clearly joking so do not worry. But to my beloved BF, I never hate you until you start this act, if you promise to stop- I will stop going to bed in an oatmeal face mask, a silk sleeping cap and an XXL sweatshirt... or I'll try anyway.]
Does your significant other do anything that drives you up the wall??