My most hated possessions

Have you ever thought about what you hate the most that you own?  Or that that just me?  I don't remember thinking much about this before, but one thing has taken the lead.  It is this:


After I got my new curtains my mother convinced me to get these brackets that allegedly fit over the corner of the window frame tightly and stay in place while holding the curtains up.  She's got them and loves them.  It seemed like a good idea.  But oh how I hate them.  They do not stay up on my windows which must be too think for them.  This means they fall down.  All the time.  A cat climbs in a window and I have to get a ladder out (I don't even put it away anymore), balance on it, and try to get both corners to stay in place while I hook on the rod.  On of them tonight developed an even more fun trick that each time I got one side connected the other turned upside down.

These stupid things have mad me cry, yell, plead, and yell at my cats to not touch the windows (right, especially after I've trained them to enjoy watching outside).  I can't replace them easily because I don't know exactly how and don't want to do too much hammering until the wood has been treated.  So instead I HATE them.  I think rage displaced from all over the place goes into the hatred of these things; I cannot describe how much I hate them.

What do you hate that is smaller than your hand and costs about $5/pair?  (Or otherwise shouldn't be worth pure hatred)?