Plenty of things get on my nerves. When I was younger, I would listen to AC/DC turned all the way up to 11. Now that I'm older and slightly hard of hearing, I don't enjoy noisy distractions of any kind.
Sure, I'll pop a CD in my laptop every so often, but I never turn on music in the car. There are a couple of CDs rolling around in there, but they're probably things the Evil Twin put in the little storage area, then forgot.
If I'm home alone, the TV is off. There isn't anything worth watching during the day anyway.
Both of the kids have a DSi and plenty of games to play on them. Buddy will generally turn the sound down or use earbuds to listen to his. Sissy has no such interest in being courteous.
Thanks to my early days of AC/DC at ear shattering levels, I sometimes can't tell where a sound is coming from. Everytime I hear those silly games going, I think it's my cell phone.
It's pretty sad when I can tell what game it is just by the corny music. I need a life!
Or maybe I should look into becoming a librarian...