Complaint Box What Annoys You? Send your rant - no more than 500 words, please - to: complaintbox@nytimes.com, with a subject line of your last name, followed by "Complaint Box" and the topic. Detailed instructions are below. Maybe it's part of my firstborn, "good-girl" persona, but I tend to respect rules and regulations. So when I began jogging around the Central Park Reservoir a couple of years ago, I noticed immediately the signs that instructed me - and everyone else - to proceed in a counterclockwise direction. What's more, I immediately obeyed them. We all have to live together in this city, and that means that sometimes a jogger will find the reservoir path a bit more crowded, or studded with photo shoots in progress, than she might prefer. But inconvenience in a public setting, especially one as attractive as the reservoir, is to be expected. What seems less reasonable is that though we all enjoy access to the reservoir path, we don't all comply with its rules as set forth in the signs - by my count at least a dozen of them - that dot the 1.58-mile circuit. Is it really so difficult to heed the signs? It may be possible to miss sighting one of them. It takes some effort, or sheer indifference to the world and other people around you, to miss all of them. Similar rules apply in Prospect Park and elsewhere. But every time I go to the reservoir, I find dozens of people who walk or run in precisely the opposite direction than the one requested. It's bad enough when other joggers or pedestrians loom ever closer as they approach from the wrong direction. It's worse when entire families clustered around strollers (prohibited on the very same signs) do the same. All of the infractions do have an upside: They make me look more kindly on two other groups: dog-owners and bicyclists. In fact, let me now praise these populations. The signs prohibit them, too, from the jogging path. But they adhere to the rules: I have yet to see any dogs or bicycles on the path, let alone disobeying the counterclockwise directive. To them, I say, "kudos" - and "thanks." Erika Dreifus returned to her native New York City in 2007 after many years living in Massachusetts. She is the author of Quiet Americans: Stories (Last Light Studio). If you wish to submit a Complaint Box essay, please send it as an attachment and in the body of the e-mail to complaintbox@nytimes.com, along with your name, address, phone number and e-mail. In the subject line of the e-mail, type your last name, followed by "Complaint Box" and the subject of your complaint. Essays can be 100 to 500 words. Because we receive so many submissions, we can get back only to those whose complaints are being considered for publication. If you do not hear from us, thank you anyway, and feel free to submit it elsewhere. Please note: Complaint Box is not the forum for your complaints about City Room or The Times. It is for essays on the general hassles of life, like the one above. If you have an issue with City Room, e-mail cityroom@nytimes.com. For issues with The Times, see the options at the bottom of the nytimes.com home page.