Not expecting any sympathy at all on this one, but it fu**ed me off no end.
Got pulled over doing just over 90 on the motorway at the weekend: light traffic, four lanes, flat and straight section of road, a little before midday in good light, on a dry road surface. Plod gives me a lecture about how dangerous speeding is and I smile and nod, despite disagreeing in my head. As I trudge back to the car in the chilly morning air, I cast a glance at Plod's patrol car.... he's on summer tyres. According to my car's exterior sensor it's four degrees outside and this hypocrite has just lectured me on my driving, whilst running around without winter tyres in February. Git.