Things you will never get used to in Japan

I'll start: the screaming birds (Hiyodori). Holy hell, every spring when they show up for the first time after a few months of peace and quiet, I wonder how the hell I tolerate them for the rest of the year.

I was on an important call with my boss and two of them landed on a tree across the street from my window and began their best dying pig impression. I had to shut the windows just to concentrate on the call.