Defining a new level of crazy
I know everyone has some quirks, and a few of us may be more OCD than others. For example, I have a small panic attack if my shampoo and conditioner are not at the same level in the bottle. As nutty as that sounds, if I run out of shampoo but still have some conditioner, down the drain it goes and I buy two new bottles. Considering I hate wasting things, this is a pretty bizarre habit. But I’ve become resourceful in using up one or the other just to keep them even, for example, by shaving my armpits with shampoo for a few weeks I can usually straighten the mess back out.
That’s probably the strangest of my strange habits, and there are a whole slew of additional minor things that drive my husband apeshit. But I don’t even hold a candle to a woman I work with.
When I was back in Denver for Christmas, my team at work went out for a white elephant exchange + dinner at a casual pizza joint. As my boss passed out napkins, I noticed the girl sitting across from me at first tried to refuse it, then thought better of it and took the napkin. But instead of putting it on her lap - you know, like a civilized adult - she put it on the railing above her head, next to her.
I thought this was a bit odd, so I asked her, “Don’t use napkins, huh?”
She blushed and glanced away before responding, “No, actually, I hate them.”
Of course this piqued my interest and I couldn’t help myself. “Hate napkins? WHAT?”
“Well, this is gonna sound crazy, but…” she began. And it really WAS crazy. She can’t stand the feel of paper products. For toilet paper, she carries around her own wet wipes. Napkins she opts without. Cloth towels are always given the nod over paper. She won’t dry her hands in the bathroom if there’s not an air dryer. She even told me that when she eats popsicles she stops at the stick because she can’t stand the feel of the wood.
Of course, I teased her relentlessly over this CRAZY and then, to make her feel better, told her my shampoo and conditioner story. And she had the nerve to insist that it was not her but ME who is the nutter, that I am the one who should be locked up.
Personally, I agree that I might be a little out there, but not being able to eat POPSICLES? She totally takes the cake.
January 14th, 2010 at 3:14 pm
What the hell did she write on in school?
Lady sounds nuttier than a squirrel turd.
January 25th, 2010 at 3:39 am
the feel of newsprint gives me the shivers (in a bad way). and i ended up working at newspapers for a decade. we’re all freaks.