I hate that!

There many little things that upset/annoy/niggle me. I won’t list them all otherwise I’ll still be here at midnight, so I’ll only list the main ones:

Crumbs. Why, why oh why can people not wipe them up??? Rocket science it is not people!

Throwing a towel over the rail rather than folding and placing it. Don’t they know the edges NEED to be level?

Not rinsing a teaspoon and/or coffee cup, and putting in the drainer. Perhaps I should make them lick it clean once it goes all sticky and feral?

Dropping dirty clothes on the floor. They’d be in for a shock in my house when I tell them I wash in the laundry not the bedroom wouldn’t they? Particularly when they find they have no clean clothes!

Rings on the coffee table due to lack of using a coaster. Again, maybe I should make them lick it clean once it’s hard and crusty?

Leaving the keyboard drawer out after using the computer. Don’t they realise a person could crack a bone on that sharp edge? I’m here to tell you if I crack one of my bones because of your inability to roll a drawer in, I’m cracking more than one of yours, that I promise you!!

Not putting the X Box controller back where they found it. If they can manage to find it in there, surely it’s quite a simple exercise to reverse the process. Again, rocket science it is not!

Now you may ask why it is, these have been singled out?

Because in the last week (with the exception of the dirty washing one) each and every one of them has occurred in this house. Some have been MSO, others have been visitors.

The world is going mad and I’m a close 2nd I tell you! Perhaps a full moon is near? I’m off to check the calendar

We’re watching all the time

There are some cruel, sick people in this world! One of them ended up here is the worrying part.

In our search terms this week have been the following 2 searches that brought people (probably the same one actually) to our quiet little part of the blogosphere.

“How to mess with an OCD person”

“How to make fun of an OCD person”

Please take note the coward slipped in under the cover of dark to avoid the beating he/she/it so richly deserves!!

Come back you slime ball! We’ll show you what upset is! You’ll see we’re NOT freaks, we’re people.

We’ve got our eyes peeled for you, make no mistake about that!

Computer whizzzz

My computer. It is mine. The husband and child might use it occasionally, but it is mine. And I keep it the way I want it to be kept. I organize it the way I want it to be. I purge what I want gone. I keep what I want to keep. The files are kept cleaned out, defragggged, organized just right, and anything I see that doesn’t belong gets tossed out. On a regular basis.

I don’t keep emails in the inboxes. They don’t belong there. If they’re keepers, they’ll get filed along with the others. Or they’re just deleted.

Pictures and music files are not to be kept on the computer – They take up space. That’s what they make flash drives for. I don’t want the memory used up on my computer.

Even the desktop is organized and clean of clutter. I have six icons on the desktop. No more, no less. Only six because those are used the most often, their homes are on the desktop.

Noone is allowed to change anything on my computer. Not the colors, not the font size, not the volume, nothing. I don’t even want the monitor moved. It is mine. It’s how I want it to be. It shall stay that way.

Got it? Good. Carry on.

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Erks me long time

Cupboards and drawers must always stay closed. I don’t want to see them open even a fraction of an inch. I don’t want them ajar . at . all.

And I don’t want to see anything poking out of them. No clothes, no towels, nothing. I like them clean looking so that means that whatever is in the cupboards and/or drawers, must be completely inside. No poking out. Ever.

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Wax On, Wax Off

 

It’s funny how I expect people to just tolerate my OCD and love it, and me, but sometimes it’s hard to tolerate from others.  In some cases anyway.

Here’s the thing.

There’s a guy that sits behind me at work.  Something of a strange duck you could say.  Very friendly though, you almost CAN’T make fun of him because he’s so nice.  He’s very annoying though.  He is always butting into conversations, pretending to understand inside jokes.  Kinda like that guy that laughs at the joke after everyone else is finished.

I can tolerate all those things though, and would, if there was just one thing that he would stop:  The Mr. Myagi handrub.

For those of you who have never seen the movie, The Karate Kid, Pat Morita plays Mr. Myagi, an older Japanese guru of karate and all around funny quirky guy. 

Towards the end of the movie, the bad guys, the Kobra Kahn, and their horrible sensei, do an illegal move on Mr, Myagi’s star pupil, Daniel, (The Karate Kid) and hurt his knee real bad.  In the training room, Mr. Myagi is going to work his magic on the knee to bring Daniel back into the final round to beat the Kobra Kahn and win the championship.  His move starts with a loud clapping of his hands and then he FURIOUSLY rubs them together real fast, like he’s warming them up. 

This guy behind me does this hand clapping/rubbing furiously move about 5,000 times a day.  No shit.  It is immediately followed by a deep breath and him rubbing his hands on his pants.  It’s a wonder he has skin left, I shit you not. 

The LAST thing one person afflicted with OCD needs is another OCD afflicted person close by.  Because I notice him doing this almost every time, I have to count how many times he does it.  So, it kinda goes like this:

Guy :rubbing hands together

Me: *mumbling* one

Guy: rubbing hands together

Me: *mumbling* two

This goes on ALL day.  Not only that, but the girls that sit by me know that this seriously drives me mad so they do it too, which throws my count off.  Can you see the frustration I’m feeling here?? If i’m on the phone or go away from my desk, that throws my count off too.  This means the next time I hear it, I have to start over.

Days he is out are truly happy days for me.  My brain, and OCD, get a rest.

Is this person for real?

Due to the nature of the blog (and the name of course) we get lots of searches for info on OCD. I have no problem with this. If people are looking for information, maybe we can help them take the attitude we do. Poke fun at ourselves, discuss it, and help each other feel like we’re NOT freaks.
All of these are good things. It’s called support and being adult enough to admit the way we are.
Now. To the person who searched trying to find out “can my house make me smell bad?” I say this.

The only reason you’re gonna smell is because you don’t wash yourself and your clothes, not your house you imbecile! If your house smells, check the damned rubbish bin! It’s not like a self defrost refrigerator you know! You have to E-M-P-T-Y it

Go buy some soap, turn the tap on (you know, the little thing in the bathroom that turns..it actually has a purpose other than hanging your putrid socks on) and W-A-S-H yourself. Next, try the garbage bin, and lastly, here’s a BIG thought: wash your clothes!!. That big white thing in the laundry has a purpose too!

If none of that works, check your butt. You may have a crusty bit left over from this mornings dump! (see previous tip on soap and water for remedy)

Meantime, take your feral, smelly little self and go away!!! This is NOT the place for you to be I can assure you. More than likely you’ll get beaten half to death with brooms, mops and scrubbing brushes.

I cannot believe that someone actually typed this in to try and find out!

Sheesh!

What the????

What the f**k is with people who leave dirty dishes on the sink?
Flies all over them, crusty bits hanging off, attracting ants and all that shit?
I went visiting someone I know the other day and nearly puked! I didn’t stay for coffee, I got out as quick as a I could. My frigging God, I was worried about getting Ebola or something!
I can live with (some) parts of the house messy, or untidy, for a short while, but I can’t stomach D-I-R-T-Y!
In the day and age of choosing from more cleaning products than a hospital could use in a year, there’s simply no excuse for it. Some people don’t even grasp the concept of what water is for let alone a spray cleaner!
And do NOT get me started on personal hygiene!! Soap and deodorant are reasonably cheap, so I can see NO reason for body odour (nearly spewing just thinking about it!) or for a person to NOT be clean and tidy.
I know we all do sloth now and again, but we still shower right? Use deodorant? Antiperspirant? Wear clean clothes?
Why do people let themselves and their living environments get putrid?
I’m not into disgusting little gutter snipes so get the hell away from me!!