Things you do that other people think are weird

Eat sandwiches with no condiments save cheese (thankfully, my wife does exactly the same thing).

I also eat salads dry without dressing.

 

I'm insanely disorganized, but I couldn't function if my CD, DVD and record collections weren't alphabetized (and all releases by the same artist in order of year of release).

 

My collections of CDs and DVDs are organized primarily by genre and in chronological order.

To answer the thread question, too many to list. I'm fairly organized, and that's not going to help with a move upcoming because these are usually chaos personified.

 

I like to have the doors shut and the lights off, especially when no one's home. The wife likes to leave the cabinet doors ajar. She swears the day she leaves me she'l going to to open every door and turn on every light, including the cabinets and drawers.

 

I name my cars; it's something I picked up from my mom, who drove "Champagne" (a yellow Fiat 124 wagon).

I drive Rev (a BMW from cREVier BMW). My wife drives Sprite (a CRV; I have no idea why it's called that). I used to drive Max the Mini.

 

-- I always make sure to say goodbye to my cats when I leave the house and let them know when I'm coming back. As if they care or understand.
-- I rehearse conversations in my head over and over again, so I can cover every possible counter-argument.
-- I'm OCD, but since my dad died it's gotten much worse at work. I have to over-organize everything to the point where I can't stop even if I get in trouble. It's getting worse since we're approaching the holiday season and we're getting more backstock. I've actually taken over a harder job while we take in our trucks so I can organize more.
-- It calms me to make lists -- also part of the OCD thing. However, I'm a slob and Dr. J is constantly bitching me to pick up.
-- Since I've met one of my closest friends we've both lost the filter between our mouths and our brains. We're both only children who have recently dealt with a terminally ill parent. We were also both obsessed with stationary as children and hate not being the one who's driving.
-- Counting me in on the zits thing [/ducking from Moddy's wrath]

 

-- I too am a compartmentalized eater. On occasion I may (MAY) mix two foods, but it's rare.
-- Ketchup on baked potatoes. Always gets funny looks.
-- I have never salted/peppered a meal. Ever.

 

You didn't say which hand you write with. I know two lefties who play guitar right-handed, which seriously freaks me out because I could never play left-handed.

BTW, the OCD exhibited in this thread hits hilariously close to home.

My turn: I visually pair off consecutive non-capitalized words in every sentence and become mildly distressed if there's an "orphaned" one. In the same vein, I group nearly everything else I see into fours (two x two pairs).

I hope everyone here has read and enjoyed "A Plague of Tics" by David Sedaris.

 

Me either. I don't like pepper, and the only thing I like salt on is celery.

Speakig of which, I can't eat popcorn unless it's unsalted and unbuttered.

And I like every kind of nut -- except pecans. Can't stand them.

 

I don't like cashews.

 

I have never heard of a person not liking shrimp. I knew a guy who did not like french fries, though. He was weird.

 

how dare you!