The Dark Knight

"Batman has no limits" -- Bruce Wayne 

It continues. I had a lot of trouble deciding what the third type of person I hated was. not because I couldn't think of a third, but because the remaining three are pretty evenly matched in my book. you've already met the two front-runners in previous posts. First we had the Pretentious Asshats, you'll remember that they are pretty inclusive, thus their primary placement on the list. Second, we had Ignorant Douche Bags. These would be people who embrace their ignorance of the world and relish in their lack of knowledge, thus warranting their placement as second on this list. Now, we have Intelli-Cunts. Intelli-Cunts are a lot more common than Ignorant Douche Bags, but easier to deal with.
What is an Intelli-Cunt? Essentially this is the polar opposite of an Ignorant Douche Bag. If on one end of a spectrum we have people who delight in their ignorance and make the conscious decision to not seek knowledge,  on the other end, we have people who are genuinely intelligent in a very narrow field, but take this to mean that they know everything that has ever been known and ever will be known. These are the people who know a little about a lot, but a lot about nothing. These are people who have achieved some degree of intelligent knowledge. The people who have graduated in the top half of their class, and have gone on to get some sort of a degree at a university, but who have failed to utilize said knowledge.

So, to make up for their obvious failures at life, they have made it their mission to annoy the shit out of me at all costs by attacking me, my driving, my grammar, etc... in an effort to assert themselves as the top dogs. Grammar Nazis fall into this category, as do Backseat Drivers and Political Corrections Officers. The worst though, the most vile and terrifying of these people are History Buffs. The people who, when prompted by any date in the history of mankind, will go on a lengthy diatribe about the significant events that happened during that time frame, whether their information is relative to the conversation at hand or not. These people really grind my gears and wrinkle my whiskers.

There you have it, the third type of person I hate. Tomorrow, I'll Introduce you to Historically Inaccurate Exes.