It's been seven days of cabs, cocktails, and demi-couture, and after you've shuffled so many high-heeled fashion gods and their hangovers all over the streets of Manhattan, someone's sure to be irritable. While it was all smiles and good cheer last weekend, by midweek, tensions ran high and everyone hated everyone else within a 10-mile radius of Bryant Park. And we've found that nothing unites the masses like a good cathartic bitch-fest! We went around asking cabbies, baristas, fashion assistants, editors, and tag-alongs what pissed them off most. The list of grievances follow:

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