I really wanted to compile a list of pet peeves and funny them up a bit. However, the brain cells (that remain in my brain) choose not to cooperate so I only have one for you right now - which came to me yesterday after an encounter with a student reminded me that this was a pet peeve.
When a student doesn't know their social security number:
I just wanna say...you are in freaking college you little mamma's boy! Grow the F-up, come down from mamma's bosom (though she does have an impressive rack), and learn your social security number - sing it to a song, just like how you learned your damn phone number (it's how I learned your phone number - refer to mom reference).