Nah. Nuthin' wrong widdat.
I dislike kids sometimes too. Every Friday between 5 PM and 6 PM, to be precise; The kids in my taekwondo group have absolutely zero discipline, and it irritates the everloving shit out of me. They never stop talking no matter how many times you tell them off (seriously, they can keep their fucking mouths shut for 4 seconds at most before they start babbling again), they rarely listen to me, some of them just do nothing but whine and the focus is just not there. It's also worse whenever the head instructor is absent.
But God forbid I raise my voice or actually have some expectations of them, because then I'll just be reported to my instructor that I'm too hard on them. Yes, that seriously happened once; There were two little shitty brats who refused to be quiet and would not listen to me, and when I told them off, not being any harsher with them than I was with any of the other kids, the parents called my instructor and said that I apparently scared them so bad that they didn't return again after one more session.
God. Some days, you just wish you could smack them. One of my instructors who had to stand in for me once even told me that I must have the patience of a saint to be able to put up with them every week. [footnote]I don't, by the way. I just have a really good poker face in regards to my constant seething anger at absolutely everything.[/footnote]
Oh, and also whenever I'm in the vicinity of crying, screaming babies and their shithead parents who don't even try to calm them down. I'm very sensitive to loud noise, so this is extra grating. And I seem to encounter them everywhere; On the town, at bus stations, on air planes[footnote]Seriously, if there's a screaming baby on the same flight as me, chances are it's seated in the seat just behind or just in front of me.[/footnote], in cafés, in stores...even my mom has commented on how weird it is. I believe that I was cursed by a baby deity for some wrong-doing I did in a previous life.
The worst part is that I know that this is completely irrational; They're babies, they don't know better, they're just signaling that something's wrong. But my disdain for noise outweighs my reasoning at those times.
Someday, I'll probably grow past this. But that day is not today.