Hell would be:
Being cold while I sleep...
Having someone un-alphabetize my movies...
Driving behind someone slow...
Having to eat pork...
Not owning flip-flops...
Not getting to see my family...
Not having boys hit on me...
Being boring/not standing out from the crowd...
Oh... and Lifesaver, dry cleaners have lost so many of my clothes, and gotten holes in my favorite cashmere sweater... it totally sucks!