I'll tell you what makes me bloody angry. When you are walking along the pavement making sure that you stay away from other pedestrians (to the point of crossing the road or changing direction) and some cyclist appears out of nowhere and passes you without moving out into the road to allow a two-metre gap.
I didn't like cyclists before the coronavirus emerged from the land of the cyclist (no coincidence in my opinion). Now I despise them with a hatred I previously reserved for Margaret Thatcher.
I would point out that if I catch the coronavirus, I will certainly die, so I am a bit obsessive about social distancing.