Compulsive raisers (b) are certainly the most annoying players to me.
Nothing can detain them from raising. Should somebody else raise before them, they take it as a personal affront: “What, how dare you?”, and always make a consistent re-raise to punish such an insolence.
Not annoying, but rather hilarious are the compulsive “folders”. They make me always think of poor Cio-Cio-San, alias Madame Butterfly in Puccini’s opera, who waits and waits and waits for her beloved Pinkerton to return, sighs and sings the moving aria “Un bel dì vedremo” (One fine day we’ll see). I don’t know, but somehow I imagine them singing “One fine day we’ll see KK or AA”.
All inners, well, are all inners. Luckily, the all inners I most frequently meet at the tables are as regular as a Swiss clockwork. They go all-in every 5th hand, without exceptions, so I only need to count and spiritually prepare myself to it. They probably are convinced they are taking all by surprise with their unexpected attack! In reality, all yawn and think, oh, have we already played five hands?
The least annoying are the “callers”, probably because there are SO MANY here around that in the meantime I got used to them.