So...I need to know if other people do these things, too. Because it struck me, when I was at the gym tonight, that I might be the only weirdo out there who has issues with strangers. But I'm probably not.
1) Your favorite bathroom stall.
Ok, this can't be just me. Of the places you go on a regular basis (work, gym...uhm...where do other people go that have public restrooms?) you usually pick the same stall when you gotta go. For me, this is usually the middle stall, so that there are other stalls to choose before me and people don't have to walk past my stall. They can see in through the cracks -- they might look at me! Really, being walked in on in a public restroom is one of my biggest fears. How embarrassing.
2) The way you walk at the grocery store.
I know this might just be me and my friend Megan, because my boyfriend isn't even this OCD. When I go to a store, I walk down the aisle a certain way. This isn't true for new stores, I can choose the first time. But after that, it frustrates me to walk down the aisles the wrong (or different) way. Or to skip aisles. Argh!
3) Sitting/standing/being next to other people (ie: strangers.)
I have personal space issues until I decide you're my friend (then I have no personal space issues and will be all up in your biz-nass,) especially for things like: public transit, workout machines, self-seat restaurants. I don't like being all up in other people's space -- if there is someone on the machine at the gym next to the one I want to use, I ain't gonna use it. I'll just wait until they move. Case and point: too many people in the section of the gym I wanted to be in, so I found a nice little corner in one of the mirrored rooms and did a completely different routine than I had originally planned. (Come to think of it, I do this in retail stores too. If there are too many people in the area I want to shop in, I want or come back later. Maybe I just don't like people?)
4) Favorite underwear.
Most of my underwear is from American Eagle and guess what? It's all the same. Same size, same cut. But I like certain pairs better than others. What's up with that? It isn't like anyone besides my mirror and my boyfran' sees my underwear on a daily basis. I could understand having a favorite pair of underwear if all your underwear isn't from the same place, but when it's all boybriefs and the choice is between christmas trees, dots or plaid -- why do I always go for the dots?
5) TOOMUCHREPEAT of one song or a couple songs.
I will play that stuff to DEATH. I will sing it all the time. I will annoy Nathan with it. Just ask him. No, really.
What weird habits do you have?
2 comments:
I do numbers 1, 4, and 5. I never thought about the other ones...presumably because they aren't an issue for me. But I frequently think about the fact that I always try to use the same bathroom and stall, that I always get excited after laundry to wear my favorite underwear again,and that I listen to the same pieces of music for a week at a time before moving on to something else. I guess other weird habits would include, 1) taking great pains to make sure my clothes don't go inside-out when I take them off (it bugs me if they do), 2) always shaving my face from left to right, bottom to top, or 3) walking around this one pond near my house in a certain direction (kind of like your grocery store one). It bugs me to walk around it clockwise...I always go counter-.
Ditto on 1, 4 and 5.
And not that I even have to write these (I'm sure you know them all, and even some I don't), but...
1. Lining items up: remotes, my everyday items (wallet, card holder, keys), etc. Even if they are at an angle--they're lined up. In short, if I place something down, I've strategically placed it that way for a reason. :)
2. Closing items: fridge, milk, shampoo. I don't half-ass anything. If it needs to be closed: Imma close it right (and tight).
3. If a gadget (tv, stereo, computer, etc.) displays its volume as a number, I must change it to an even number. No odd numbered volumes. On occasion, I will put it on a "5," I guess because it's the least evil of the odd numbers.
I could keep going, but I've already said too much...
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