Does anyone else have weird little OCD-lite things that you can't help but do?
I've just taken the dog out for a [Poor language removed] and realised for the first time that I don't allow myself back into the house until the song on my MP3 player has finished. Which can be a right ballache in this weather if it's Mogwai or someone.
I also never, ever walk over triple grids (those concrete bastards), but if for some reason I can't avoid it (narrow pavement, inner ear problems, being pushed along in a shopping trolley, etc) then I can offset the effect by muttering 'mushrooms' out loud. Not sure what the 'effect' I'm offsetting would actually be though...
Also, back to poo, whenever I go for a mandump I alway have to obey the triple check.
Check #1 - Lift the toilet seat, checking for potential dangers - venomous spiders, scorpions, poison darts.
Check #2 - Lower seat, surreptitiously checking for hidden razor blades as I do.
Check #3 - Just as evacuation commences quickly rise up and glance down to ensure there are no skeletal hands reaching up from the bowl to grab my nads and drag me down into the shitty bowels of their sewer dwelling.
I wish I was joking.
I've just taken the dog out for a [Poor language removed] and realised for the first time that I don't allow myself back into the house until the song on my MP3 player has finished. Which can be a right ballache in this weather if it's Mogwai or someone.
I also never, ever walk over triple grids (those concrete bastards), but if for some reason I can't avoid it (narrow pavement, inner ear problems, being pushed along in a shopping trolley, etc) then I can offset the effect by muttering 'mushrooms' out loud. Not sure what the 'effect' I'm offsetting would actually be though...
Also, back to poo, whenever I go for a mandump I alway have to obey the triple check.
Check #1 - Lift the toilet seat, checking for potential dangers - venomous spiders, scorpions, poison darts.
Check #2 - Lower seat, surreptitiously checking for hidden razor blades as I do.
Check #3 - Just as evacuation commences quickly rise up and glance down to ensure there are no skeletal hands reaching up from the bowl to grab my nads and drag me down into the shitty bowels of their sewer dwelling.
I wish I was joking.