Flies

The most generally annoying of all insects, the droning buzz of a fly veering off its course to circle around my head has me swinging my arms up in an often futile attempt to knock it away before it decides to burrow into an ear, nostril, or—worst of all—eye.

Possibly more irritating, however, are the ones who flaunt their fast reaction times by landing in the same exact spot I shooed them away from half a second earlier.

Sometimes they even seem to work in teams, each landing in different places so that while I chase one away, the others are left alone.

I hate flies.