Fortunately, a tense discussion (and one treif microwave) later, we've at least determined that they irritate us in exactly the same way. Being: they don't listen. And they have a severe defect in the 'taking others' preferences into account' department. Oh, and they give the spouse unsolicited, pressing advice all the bloody time. (For whatever reason, they have the sense not to offer me any.)
Now if we can just convince them to NOT get Squeaky one of these:
And instead, to perhaps shop here.
