I have mild OCD... folks used to have a front door, if it was locked, the knob would spin. Walking out behind the two of them, Dad checked, by spinning it. Mom checked, by spinning it. I did NOT need to check, I KNEW it was locked (two previous successful tests) I just pulled it shut, and nearly tripped going down the stairs, so dumbfuddled... Far more common manifestation is walking in to a bar / restaurant / brewery... If I'm sitting at the bar, I'm fine until I order food. Sitting at a table, as soon as I order (even if it's just beverages, to start) I **have** to get up, and go wash my hands, they always 'feel' sticky.. I blame a) a decade or work in food service b) steering wheels that don't get cleaned often.. I'd think about getting it 'fixed', but really, as neuroses go, it's probably actually healthy... Just putting it out there, appros of nothing. love all the comments above. Those that may come in later are merely beneath me...
Remembering the scene in "Santa Clause" where Tim Allen looks at the skimpily clad hottie "Ohh, NAUGHTY" >You WISH, fat boy!
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One can't be too careful with those Hos!
Does Santa count off as he checks each kid? OCD.
Simple. It's "Ho ho HO-CD".
I have mild OCD... folks used to have a front door, if it was locked, the knob would spin. Walking out behind the two of them, Dad checked, by spinning it. Mom checked, by spinning it. I did NOT need to check, I KNEW it was locked (two previous successful tests) I just pulled it shut, and nearly tripped going down the stairs, so dumbfuddled...
Far more common manifestation is walking in to a bar / restaurant / brewery... If I'm sitting at the bar, I'm fine until I order food. Sitting at a table, as soon as I order (even if it's just beverages, to start) I **have** to get up, and go wash my hands, they always 'feel' sticky.. I blame a) a decade or work in food service b) steering wheels that don't get cleaned often.. I'd think about getting it 'fixed', but really, as neuroses go, it's probably actually healthy...
Just putting it out there, appros of nothing. love all the comments above. Those that may come in later are merely beneath me...
Remembering the scene in "Santa Clause" where Tim Allen looks at the skimpily clad hottie
"Ohh, NAUGHTY" >You WISH, fat boy!
Santa does recounts,
why can't states?
I thought Santa was calling out three female rap singers.
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