Id-i-o-syn-cra-sy = A structural or behavioral characteristic peculiar to an individual or a group. A physiological or temperamental peculiarity.
What are yours? friends/family?
I’ll start:
when talking/writing notes I’ll rewrite it over and over until it looks perfect
I spend too much time organizing and not enough time doing
I have be the one who keeps score in card games – everyone else is just too sloppy
Now, what’s strange here, is I am not a neat freak. My house is a perfect example. Nothing is “growing” but there is definitely an air of untidyness happening. Can’t see my computer desk at home, but at work you could eat off it.
when playing solitaire card games I place the aces in red black order, always
hubby won’t eat a sandwich that hasn’t been cut in half on an angle
the toilet paper has to unroll from the top and I will change it if it doesn’t
a friend has a round kitchen table and it has to be perfectly centered under the ceiling fan/light overhead
My artwork is never finished, there is always something I could do to make it better.
I rearrange things on store shelves so they look better.
I always have to put the last piece to a jigsaw puzzle in place.
and… I suffer from blonde moments.
“Only when he no longer knows what he is doing, does the painter do good
things.” --Edgar Degas
I blink alot. When I was younger I thought I had a facial tick so I saw an eye specialist. Turns out, I just have a lot of eye allergies and there’s not much they can do…
Also, I play with my belly button alot and have to constantly check to see if my zipper is up.
I mix my mashed potatoes and corn together.
Whoa, that felt good, thanks.
We live in an age that reads to much to be wise, and thinks too much to be beautiful–Oscar Wilde
I “color in” the loops of letters on documents that I am reading.
I eat the outsides of me food (sandwiches, burgers, steaks, etc.) first.
I have to “even out” physical sensations sometimes. If I bang one shin against the coffee table, I have to hit the other shin until the sensations balance.
I shave with a blade but never use soap or shaving cream.
I post messages, sometimes with intensely personal content, on this board.
The best lack all conviction
The worst are full of passionate intensity.
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I read menus. I mean, I read the suckers, cover to cover. But (blushing) I also proof them for spelling errors.
Okay, it’s a sickness. I tip really, really well so the waitperson doesn’t lose income while I read the menu. And I don’t usually point out the errors.
So it’s compulsive, anal and weird. At least I don’t bite my nails; the ones on my toes, that is.
Neither of these seem weird to me. Maybe because I do them myself.
Spiritus Mundi is the weirdest person I’ve ever known:
Are you serious? That’s hilarious.
Mine:
I find myself doing that old “Step on a crack, break your mother’s back” thing, unconciously.
I let the mouthpiece of the phone rest underneath my chin. This drives my mother crazy because she says she can’t hear me. She’ll remind me over and over and over in one conversation. Passive-agressive? Perhaps…
I say “Word to the mother!” way too often.
I have to sit in a specific seat on the bus. If someone takes it, I have a secret desire to kill them… all the way to work.
I have to use Q-tips to clean out my ears after I get out of the shower. I know, I know, I’m not supposed to. I’m addicted.
My husband has a co-worker who whistles constantly and dramatically, as if he thinks he whistles so well, he should be in the top forty.
We plot his demise.
Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, dogs are from Pluto.
Oops, just thought of another one. When I’m very nervous, I run the nail of my right pinky under the nail of my right thumb. The tip of my thumb can end up sore, and actual callus build up under the nail.
The weird part is I discovered that my sister does almost the same thing. She runs her pinky nail over the top of her thumb nail, along the cuticle line. Her thumb nail is actually deformed, with a deep ridge almost a quarter inch deep.
We had no idea we share similar quirks until about a year ago. Man, there’s some mutant algae in our gene pool!
Sometimes, I talk to myself. I don’t mean muttering, under my breath. I mean speaking out loud, with normal tone, and diction. I don’t do it all that often, but every once and a while I have that horrible “Did I say that out lound?” feeling, and now and then, it turns out that I did. Turns out I talk in my sleep a lot too. Thank God, I mumble, then.
I don’t use nail clippers. I end up just tearing off fingernails and toenails. (Usually I completely rip out my left pinky toe nail) I used to bite 'em, but now I’ve evolved a slight bit more.
The volume on any device has to be even, for eg, the volume on my radio has to be 14 or 26 etc, but NOT 17 or even 25.
NEVER, I say NEVER, write on any book with a pen; but I freak out with pencils on textbooks.
All utensils after cooking must be washed IMMEDIATELY after eating. No dishwasher for me.
Pay the cents value by myself as much as possible. For eg. if the bill comes to 4.77, I pay $5 and 77 cents.
I could go on, but I think you get the picture…
Veera.
I’ve got fidgety hands. When I’m sitting at a desk or table, I’ll pick things up and play with them. I’m the kind of guy that disassembles pens, spins quarters, and builds paper clip chains.
Hey, Mike! (aka The Shepard), check out some origami stuff. Good pal of mine was the same. He turned out to be the origami whiz. Give the man a supermarket receipt and he’d absently build the Sistine Chapel.
Uh…what was that character in “Blade Runner” who did absent-minded-origami thing? Same idea. It’ll let your hands do their thinking and just think how impressed people will be when they find matchbooks folded into exact, structurally sound replicas of the Brooklyn Bridge and the Eiffel Tower!
Holy Spiritus Mundi Batman! I thought I was the only one in the world who had to “even out” physical sensations. If I scratch my head on the left side, I’ll scratch it on the right side. I believe this is about 1 hand-washing short of obsessive-compulsive disorder, at least for me. I also try to do things in groups 0f 4, with 16 being the perfect number.
Veb, I once built an entire origami chess set. However, in general, it’s not a cure for my fidgiting. There’s very few origami designs I know well enough to construct from memory and I often don’t have paper handy so I end up playing with something else like pens, pencils, staplers, salt shakers, paperweights, power tools, …
I don’t “even out” sensations, but I do something similar. If some thing is itching badly, I’ll inflict some pain there. For instance if my foot is itching, I’ll stomp on my own toes.
When I’m driving, I like to pretend that I have some sort of “James Bond” car, and if I pull back on the steering wheel, wings will come out and I can fly. (I can’t understand why that option isn’t available on Chevy Trackers.)
I like to play Yahtzee with the 20 sided dice from my role-playing days. (Man, those large straights are a BITCH!)
I think I’m really bad about this. For a $4.77 bill I’ll pay $5.02, and hope the cashier can see what I’m trying to do. Or if the bill is $4.03 I’ll pay $5.05, because I’d much rather get back a whole dollar than oodles of coins. The good part about this is that I always end up using all my change. In fact sometimes I wish I had a few more pennies lying around!
I try to even out my change too. Even to the point of trying to get a $5 bill, rather than a $2 coin.
Unfortunately, the cashiers don’t always catch on…Price of Pizza: $8.05, I give them $13.05. Clerk looks at the money, gives me back the $3.05, then gives me $1.95 change…Grrrrrr…This happened twice. That clerk doesn’t seem to be working at that pizza place any more.
I also have an odd thing about symetry, sometimes. If I have to scratch an itch, I have to scratch the opposite point on my body, with the opposite hand, for instance.
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