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sao123
Lifer
I dont think I can stop if I wanted to... but im not sure
I am just a clean freak...
example...
ill come home and there is a disorganized pile of 3 day old mail (from my wife) on the steps waiting to be filed, or paid.
If its a good day, I can just organize the pile and feel better about it.
If its a bad day, I try to organize it and deal with what I can, and then proceed to dust, sweep, mop, organize a room or the entire house...
What about us unOCD people? Here's some stuff to bug you 😛
I put my wallet and keys in different places all the time, where ever it is easy to set them down. Then I can never find them in the morning.
At night I turn my alarm clock on without checking the alarm time and volume. Oh the humanity! Drives my wife crazy.
Eating seperate items one at a time? Nonsense! Try a big bite of gravy-potato-corn. Mmmmm
I've got about 40 icons strewn about on my PC desktop, and my actual desktop has about 40 different items strewn about at any given time.
I'm not a messy person, I do clean it up once a month or so.
I put my wallet and keys in different places all the time, where ever it is easy to set them down. Then I can never find them in the morning.
At night I turn my alarm clock on without checking the alarm time and volume. Oh the humanity! Drives my wife crazy.
Eating seperate items one at a time? Nonsense! Try a big bite of gravy-potato-corn. Mmmmm
I've got about 40 icons strewn about on my PC desktop, and my actual desktop has about 40 different items strewn about at any given time.
I'm not a messy person, I do clean it up once a month or so.
GeekDrew
Diamond Member
I figure that enough stuff has been posted that I could just quote what applies, and comment...
I very frequently catch myself counting my steps, particularly in places I've never been to before, or have visited infrequently.
Architectural patterns are big with me... bathroom floors and ceilings are particularly horrible. If I don't realize I'm doing it, and stop myself, I'll just look at it until I can find some pattern.
You mentioned trees... I am always counting trees when I drive a particular set of machinery on the farm, used to bale hay. I've learned that I have to "watch myself" really closely, because I'll do it without thinking, and adjust my speed so that I can count easier. I can't really be a danger to anyone else when I'm on that machinery, but nonetheless... a very bad thing to do.
When I was younger, I was always watching for patterns, particularly on long-distance trips. Signs, buildings, types of trees, you name it. I would be watching for, and finding, all of these patterns at once. And then, all of a sudden, I'd get a really bad headache and get really queasy... and was thus "carsick". One I realized I had to focus on the whatever was through the windshield, rather than the side windows, I overcame it. I imagine that looking for patterns like that was what was making me carsick.
Now that I think about it, does getting drunk do anything to some people to make them start looking for patterns, or seeing them without looking? I've only been "drunk" once, and I definitely felt like I was getting carsick. I was seeing patterns everywhere... the times other people blinked their eyes, their breathing, steps other people were making, screens on TV that repeated, etc... it was all making me dizzy, I guess. And then when I started feeling repetitive motion (no, not sex), the feeling of being carsick came back, as though it had never left.
I'm that way with my car's temperature control. Numbers ending in 1, 3, 7, and 9 are big "no-no's".
Whenever I drum my fingers on anything, or tap my foot, etc., it must be balanced in either a pattern or by the opposite hand or foot repeating the same sequence.
I have an alarm clock, my cell phone, and my computer all set to wake me up. I check them all at least twice before I go to sleep. Oh, and if my computer isn't working right, I use my laptop... and if something would happen to it... I'd probably find another alarm clock or cell phone.
I did that with all kinds of food, when I was younger... I managed to stop that, thankfully.
From elementary school to early high school, I would not use any bathroom (that is, toilet, urinal, or shower) other than the one at my house or my grandma's house. I've very slowly gotten over that, to some degree, but is still the #1 reason I could never stay in a communal restroom environment for more than a day. While I'm not really paranoid about germs anywhere else... germs, and a list of other things just freak me out about public restrooms.
I was horrible about that when I was younger. My grandpa once told me that it all goes to the same place... I didn't eat until he apologized, and told me that I could eat it however I wanted. It took three days before grandma forced him to apologize... and Thanksgiving was one of those days. lol
Other obsessions and compulsions:
I'm really particular with the arrangement of my windows, on screen. If I have multiple chat windows open, they *must* be exactly the same size. When possible, they must also be aligned either horizontally or vertically. In Firefox, I *must* have the tab bar open, even when there is only one window open.
My files must be very precisely organized, and I follow a pretty strict backup routine. If even one part of the redundant "chain" goes down... I instantly start worrying that I'm going to irretrievably lose all of my data.
My desktop cannot be a permanent storage facility for files or links. The sole exception is the Recycle Bin, which I've learned to live with, since I'm not going to change every desktop I see.
It bothers the hell out of me if I'm using another person's computer, or even see someone using a computer, and my 'policy' isn't adhered to. I'd rather leave the room than watch it.
Spelling and typographical errors bother me a *lot*... infinitely moreso when it's me that makes the mistake(s) (and I know I do, on occasion).
<edit>
Oh! And directory services! If a network directory service is set up without well-defined heirarchy, I think that bothers me more than all of my other computer-related obsessions combined. I literally lost substantial sleep thinking about how to best reorganize the directory structure at one of my previous jobs, after discovering that it was just thrown together without much thought by the original creator.
I very frequently catch myself counting my steps, particularly in places I've never been to before, or have visited infrequently.
Architectural patterns are big with me... bathroom floors and ceilings are particularly horrible. If I don't realize I'm doing it, and stop myself, I'll just look at it until I can find some pattern.
You mentioned trees... I am always counting trees when I drive a particular set of machinery on the farm, used to bale hay. I've learned that I have to "watch myself" really closely, because I'll do it without thinking, and adjust my speed so that I can count easier. I can't really be a danger to anyone else when I'm on that machinery, but nonetheless... a very bad thing to do.
When I was younger, I was always watching for patterns, particularly on long-distance trips. Signs, buildings, types of trees, you name it. I would be watching for, and finding, all of these patterns at once. And then, all of a sudden, I'd get a really bad headache and get really queasy... and was thus "carsick". One I realized I had to focus on the whatever was through the windshield, rather than the side windows, I overcame it. I imagine that looking for patterns like that was what was making me carsick.
Now that I think about it, does getting drunk do anything to some people to make them start looking for patterns, or seeing them without looking? I've only been "drunk" once, and I definitely felt like I was getting carsick. I was seeing patterns everywhere... the times other people blinked their eyes, their breathing, steps other people were making, screens on TV that repeated, etc... it was all making me dizzy, I guess. And then when I started feeling repetitive motion (no, not sex), the feeling of being carsick came back, as though it had never left.
I'm that way with my car's temperature control. Numbers ending in 1, 3, 7, and 9 are big "no-no's".
Whenever I drum my fingers on anything, or tap my foot, etc., it must be balanced in either a pattern or by the opposite hand or foot repeating the same sequence.
I have an alarm clock, my cell phone, and my computer all set to wake me up. I check them all at least twice before I go to sleep. Oh, and if my computer isn't working right, I use my laptop... and if something would happen to it... I'd probably find another alarm clock or cell phone.
I did that with all kinds of food, when I was younger... I managed to stop that, thankfully.
From elementary school to early high school, I would not use any bathroom (that is, toilet, urinal, or shower) other than the one at my house or my grandma's house. I've very slowly gotten over that, to some degree, but is still the #1 reason I could never stay in a communal restroom environment for more than a day. While I'm not really paranoid about germs anywhere else... germs, and a list of other things just freak me out about public restrooms.
I was horrible about that when I was younger. My grandpa once told me that it all goes to the same place... I didn't eat until he apologized, and told me that I could eat it however I wanted. It took three days before grandma forced him to apologize... and Thanksgiving was one of those days. lol
Other obsessions and compulsions:
I'm really particular with the arrangement of my windows, on screen. If I have multiple chat windows open, they *must* be exactly the same size. When possible, they must also be aligned either horizontally or vertically. In Firefox, I *must* have the tab bar open, even when there is only one window open.
My files must be very precisely organized, and I follow a pretty strict backup routine. If even one part of the redundant "chain" goes down... I instantly start worrying that I'm going to irretrievably lose all of my data.
My desktop cannot be a permanent storage facility for files or links. The sole exception is the Recycle Bin, which I've learned to live with, since I'm not going to change every desktop I see.
It bothers the hell out of me if I'm using another person's computer, or even see someone using a computer, and my 'policy' isn't adhered to. I'd rather leave the room than watch it.
Spelling and typographical errors bother me a *lot*... infinitely moreso when it's me that makes the mistake(s) (and I know I do, on occasion).
<edit>
Oh! And directory services! If a network directory service is set up without well-defined heirarchy, I think that bothers me more than all of my other computer-related obsessions combined. I literally lost substantial sleep thinking about how to best reorganize the directory structure at one of my previous jobs, after discovering that it was just thrown together without much thought by the original creator.
I've got an odd sort of OCD (probably not clinical OCD, but similar). I'm not tidy at all, but I have several obsessive/compulsive quirks.
-I edit compulsively. If I glance at a person's screen and see a mistake, I tell them. They look at me like I'm a creep, but what can I do?
-When I do cloisionné jewelry (I do some jewelry work as a hobby), I have to make sure every wire is perfect. I've spent an hour straightening, cutting, and putting down aluminum wire on paper (for a .5x2" piece, so pretty tiny, too) when the final piece was to be copper on copper, so it was time pretty much wasted except testing to see how a design worked.
-When it comes to obsessions, sometimes I'll get a mental picture of a spider or centipede I'm trying to sleep, and then I can't stop thinking of them unless I focus on something else visually (as in, look at my clock or something). I hate them, so it always wakes me up.
-In some programs, say, Jeskola Buzz, I make sure that instruments of a certain type are grouped together, lined up, and spaced perfectly the same.
-I also have to keep myself from starting to count my steps, breaths, or the like, or I keep counting until I have to fully focus on something else.
-The aforementioned pattern recognition, too. I'll often force myself to see a pattern or become obsessed with a certain pattern and never stop seeing it. Like, there's a tree outside my window that resembled a face one spring, and I kept looking at it. Finally, when the leaves fell and regrew, the face was gone.
-I follow the floaters in my eyes.
-If I forget something, I obsess about it until I remember or fall asleep. Then, if I remember that I forgot about it, I obsess again.
-If I see a handwritten character that I think is better than the way I write it (as in, European vs. American sevens), I will retrain myself to write that way. I've moved to European sevens, German-type Js, nines done by circling from top around and then the downstroke rather than bottom of the circle up and then downstroke, and am working on the Roman-type miniscule A (a) rather than the Alpha-type (a).
Dang it, as I reread the thread I notice behaviors that others post and think "Oh, I do that." You're getting me editing!
-I edit compulsively. If I glance at a person's screen and see a mistake, I tell them. They look at me like I'm a creep, but what can I do?
-When I do cloisionné jewelry (I do some jewelry work as a hobby), I have to make sure every wire is perfect. I've spent an hour straightening, cutting, and putting down aluminum wire on paper (for a .5x2" piece, so pretty tiny, too) when the final piece was to be copper on copper, so it was time pretty much wasted except testing to see how a design worked.
-When it comes to obsessions, sometimes I'll get a mental picture of a spider or centipede I'm trying to sleep, and then I can't stop thinking of them unless I focus on something else visually (as in, look at my clock or something). I hate them, so it always wakes me up.
-In some programs, say, Jeskola Buzz, I make sure that instruments of a certain type are grouped together, lined up, and spaced perfectly the same.
-I also have to keep myself from starting to count my steps, breaths, or the like, or I keep counting until I have to fully focus on something else.
-The aforementioned pattern recognition, too. I'll often force myself to see a pattern or become obsessed with a certain pattern and never stop seeing it. Like, there's a tree outside my window that resembled a face one spring, and I kept looking at it. Finally, when the leaves fell and regrew, the face was gone.
-I follow the floaters in my eyes.
-If I forget something, I obsess about it until I remember or fall asleep. Then, if I remember that I forgot about it, I obsess again.
-If I see a handwritten character that I think is better than the way I write it (as in, European vs. American sevens), I will retrain myself to write that way. I've moved to European sevens, German-type Js, nines done by circling from top around and then the downstroke rather than bottom of the circle up and then downstroke, and am working on the Roman-type miniscule A (a) rather than the Alpha-type (a).
Dang it, as I reread the thread I notice behaviors that others post and think "Oh, I do that." You're getting me editing!
giantpinkbunnyhead
Diamond Member
I have OCD issues with my alarm clock.
1. Turn the alarm on.
2. Test to make sure the volume is audible.
3. Turn the alarm off and back on again, to be sure I turned it on for real the first time.
4. Check the volume again.
5. Check am/pm setting is right.
6. Turn the alarm off and back on again.
7. Check the volume again
And so on... this all vacillates back and forth for about two minutes before I'm convinced the alarm will, in fact, go off when needed.
1. Turn the alarm on.
2. Test to make sure the volume is audible.
3. Turn the alarm off and back on again, to be sure I turned it on for real the first time.
4. Check the volume again.
5. Check am/pm setting is right.
6. Turn the alarm off and back on again.
7. Check the volume again
And so on... this all vacillates back and forth for about two minutes before I'm convinced the alarm will, in fact, go off when needed.
Equal M&M colors are a must. Find the offending most popular group and pare it down to equality. Then cycle around until there are 1 left of each - then consume the remainder together.
I count steps sometimes, but I also sing songs going up and down steps, one beat for each step.
I purposefully walk silently, avoiding anything that might be loud, I skirt the centers of floors to avoid squeaks.
I keep my hard drives, desktop, and all folders meticulously organized - I standardize song title formats.
I always wipe my feet off before putting them on the bath mat when getting out of the shower and I hate when someone else has wet feet when doing so and leaves the mat wet.
I count steps sometimes, but I also sing songs going up and down steps, one beat for each step.
I purposefully walk silently, avoiding anything that might be loud, I skirt the centers of floors to avoid squeaks.
I keep my hard drives, desktop, and all folders meticulously organized - I standardize song title formats.
I always wipe my feet off before putting them on the bath mat when getting out of the shower and I hate when someone else has wet feet when doing so and leaves the mat wet.
No offense, but you people need help, and medication. 😀
I used to have some minor ticks when I was younger. When I used to wear a baseball cap I had to have the bill perfectly curved and when I looked out the point where the split image of the bill (because of binocular vision) had to be basically in the absolute middle of my vision.
That's all I can remember really, I just stopped doing it because it was annoying.
I used to have some minor ticks when I was younger. When I used to wear a baseball cap I had to have the bill perfectly curved and when I looked out the point where the split image of the bill (because of binocular vision) had to be basically in the absolute middle of my vision.
That's all I can remember really, I just stopped doing it because it was annoying.
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