Last time I was in a band I got myself a stalker. A super fan who had my name printed on a tshirt and who kept sending me love letters.
Very scary, but after a few months he just stopped and apparently had gone and joined the navy.
Funnily enough, for the first time this season the steward on the gate today saw me get my card out my wallet and immediately said 'Fine, it's a season ticket' without even looking at it.
Yeah, mine says Mr. P. Pot on mine.
So definitely a Mr or Mrs scenario. You may be okay in about 10 years time where there is no such thing as a boy or a girl, but for now, unless you wish to wear a wig every game, I think you have no chance.
Dogs that suddenly drag behind you when you are walking them.
They are nearly always in front of you, but sometimes they will lag behind and sometimes they suddenly stop and you carrying on walking and you feel this tremendous dead stop tug on your lead. I hate that and it does really annoy me...