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What makes you unique, unusual or just plain weird?
I read the newspaper from the inside out. I start with the middle section and finish with the “A” section. every time. On weekdays that usually means Living (with the comics), Sports, Local, and then National/Business. Not sure why. No plan to change.
I read the newspaper strictly front to back, working my way through the sections (although I usually don’t read Sports). HOWEVER–on Sundays I start with the last section and work my way forward. I’m not sure entirely why.
I also have this oddity that I call “evenness.” For instance, when walking on a sidewalk, I strongly prefer for each foot to fall on the cracks between segments approximately half the time. It makes me uncomfortable for one foot to consistently fall on the cracks all the time and the other foot none of the time. And when patronizing a store that has multiple sets of in/out doors, I prefer to use the same set of doors for both entering and exiting. If I used one set for entering and another set for exiting, my usage of each set would be “uneven.”
I always read the last page of a book first. But only the last page. And it never ruins the fun.
In order to make sure I don’t just eat the main course and ignore the vegetables and stuff, I taught myself the habit of eating the least desirable food on the plate first. Don’t always do this, but the majority of the time I do. Sit down at a family or group meal and everyone is breaking into the main course while I’m eating the peas.
When I get a newspaper (which is rare), it’s Living/Comics, Local, National/Front section, then Sports. Not a big sports fan.
I’ll sometimes do that before I decide whether or not to buy the book. Shitty ending? Back on the shelf.
I wear flip flops all year round.
Unless there is snow and/or ice on the ground or if I know I’m going to be walking outside for a while, I won’t wear shoes or boots.
I almost never wear a coat either unless I’m planning to being outside for a long time. If it’s really cold I’ll wear a hat and gloves.
I’m usually just running from a building to the car or back, so what’s the point of cumbersome layers?
I have four ankles.
Me, too. I like to see if the journey is worth it.
I always try to eat an even number of food pieces(slices of bread, strips of bacon, etc.)
I mispronounce things on purpose. “Cedar Avenue” gets pronounced “Cheddar Avenue”. Barnacles and testicles rhyme with Heracles, not Jekylls. Causes people to look at me funny some time, but I figure, so long as I realize I’m doing it, and I’m doing it on purpose, I’m fine, right?
I’m sure I have dozens - but whenever a thread like this comes up, I can never think of any.
Like Ethilrist, having fun with word pronunciations. A universal in our household, and it’s my fault, is to always pronounce the E on the end of kwaint words. Thus, we buy our flowers at the Old Town Flower Shoppy; note that a plaza has both shoppys and businesses; and in a rare doubleton, tried not to shop at the snooty Quaily Pointy plaza.
I saw another one the other day, with a really, really egregious terminal E, but I can’t bring it to mind - “Concepte Shoppes” gets the idea across.
Seriously, I have way too many to mention. But there’s one that I’ve mentioned in other threads. It’s that I always “save the best for last,” especially with food. I eat the crust of pizza before the toppings. I eat the cake before the frosting. I eat sandwiches (including burgers) around the perimeter, then the center. I eat lettuce before the rest of the salad.
That’s all for now.
I once worked in an office complex named Lake Pointe Centre. It was difficult to take it seriously.
I don’t eat my pizza crust.
I must keep one arm outside the covers at all times.
I make a salad then put pasta on that with meat sauce on top. I haven’t worn a watch for more than as long as I haven’t shaved my legs. 38 years.
I prefer sleeping on my couch, rather than my bed.
I wear odd socks on purpose, every day.
I misunderstand things on purpose - and this has rubbed off on some of my friends - for example; playing a game of ‘would you rather’, the conversation went:
Friend: Would you rather eat [something, can’t remember], or eat the first dead fish you find, walking along the beach?
Me: Obviously fish don’t walk on beaches, especially dead ones.
Friend: Beaches can’t die.
I always wear a red shirt and black pants on Mondays and a yellow shirt and black pants on Tuesdays.
Wednesdays and Thursdays are brown pants with any non-clashing color shirt and on Friday I can wear which ever colors I want. 
I have lots of red and yellow shirts and black and brown pants (for variety, of course :smack:) and generally someone will get me a red or yellow shirt or black or brown pants for Christmas, unrequested. I am so transparent.
My SO thinks this is nuts, which is probably an accurate diagnosis.
I used to wear topsiders (boat deck shoes) without socks year-round. Then one day I was stranded and had to walk two miles in four inches of snow when none of the sidewalks had been plowed yet.
Sadly, I no longer wear topsiders without socks in the winter anymore, much as I would like to.
I hate wearing shoes and would go barefoot if I didn’t live in a city.
I make most of my own wardrode.
I am responsible for no less than three dress code revisions at work- for trying to look more professional.
I do the even number thing, including trying for an even number of bites.