So what are your weird quirks?

[Kamen_Kaiju]

It's all good, moving on....

 

[mudfinger]

Also, I don't get people that are groggy when they wake up......my wife will stumble around bumping into things for half an hour before she fully wakes up. I used to think it was an act.

I go from dead-ass asleep to completely awake in one second and always have.

One of my unspoken rules is, at least until it gets violated: "Don't bother talking to me between the time I wake up and the time I finish my first cup of tea." Some epic blow-ups over the years at females too stupid to get this very simple concept.

I was confronted with another one of my "quirks" about an hour ago; when eating a burger and fries, I must always eat the fries first, then the burger. I actually know why I have this particular neurosis; when I was a child, one of the women who raised me always insisted that I would lose my appetite if I ate the fries first. Given my voracious appetite as a child, I still can't figure out how anyone could be so stupid.

That reminds me of another one: I never drink anything between the time I start eating and the time I finish.

 

[Hairless_Ape]

One of my unspoken rules is, at least until it gets violated: "Don't bother talking to me between the time I wake up and the time I finish my first cup of tea." Some epic blow-ups over the years at females too stupid to get this very simple concept.

I was confronted with another one of my "quirks" about an hour ago; when eating a burger and fries, I must always eat the fries first, then the burger. I actually know why I have this particular neurosis; when I was a child, one of the women who raised me always insisted that I would lose my appetite if I ate the fries first. Given my voracious appetite as a child, I still can't figure out how anyone could be so stupid.

That reminds me of another one: I never drink anything between the time I start eating and the time I finish.

HA! On the rare occasion I allow my kids to eat french fries, it's not until after they've finished the rest of their meal. I don't want them filling up on fries before eating the "real" food.

 

[voodo child]

Thank you all
I feel normal

 

[mudfinger]

HA! On the rare occasion I allow my kids to eat french fries, it's not until after they've finished the rest of their meal. I don't want them filling up on fries before eating the "real" food.

Tyrant!

I can understand doing that if the kids in question haven't earned a reputation within the family for clearing their plates at every meal.

But, if they're going to eat everything on the damn plate anyway, what's the point of demanding they eat in any particular order?

 

[AleisterCrowley]

I was confronted with another one of my "quirks" about an hour ago; when eating a burger and fries, I must always eat the fries first, then the burger. I actually know why I have this particular neurosis; when I was a child, one of the women who raised me always insisted that I would lose my appetite if I ate the fries first. Given my voracious appetite as a child, I still can't figure out how anyone could be so stupid.

Haha, I do that too, fries first, always.
Fries are at their acceptable temperature for only a very short time!

Cold fries, yuck!

 

[snaredrum]

apologies if someone already said this, but i'm sure my worst ones are the ones i don't know about. my obsessive behaviour means i focus one one thing, be it a band, a food, or a perceived slight, and it eats me up. my friends don't even notice the perceived slight, as usually it never even happened.

 

[TwangyTele]

I WILL NOT own a cell phone/smart phone/pager/or anything that is mobile and requires checking all the time

I have many more but this should do for now

 

[EvanPC]

I won't eat at a restaurant without a significant amount of cars in the lot (if I'm unfamiliar with it in the first place)

I'd rather be an hour early than 15 minutes late

As someone else already mentioned, certain every day sounds are unbearable to me. My ears have become increasingly sensitive.

Speaking of my ears, I can't listen to more than 1 thing at a time, particularly conversations. If there's one occurring within ear shot of me, and I'm talking to you, there's a good chance I haven't heard a word you said, nor the conversation in the background either

 

[Groove Toad]

Might as well join in.

I look at the ceiling when I'm thinking (drives my wife nuts).
I don't like to take the same route to work everyday (but now I have too because of the price of gas).
I like to be at least ten minutes early for anything that requires I be on time. I can't stand being late.
I don't watch TV.
I'd rather not have a conversation about politics with someone who thinks that talk radio puppet heads know what they are talking about.
I have a book on the rapture and the end of the world placed between the Collected Works of Marx and Mein Kampf (probably shouldn't have that one on the shelf, but I'm a historian and no one has ever said anything about it).

 

[AngryHatter]

No normal person says that, so he must have some sort of weird quirk.

Remember M*A*S*H?

Colonel Potter? "Horse Hockey..." et cetera...
If being inspired by Harry Morgan is a quirk, I give in.

Most of the quirks listed are things of our youth. As we get older we leave them behind. And those of us who do not leave them behind, just see things I don't.
I do not begrudge them that.
We each have our own vision and path to follow.

 

[b3john]

I have just about the opposite problem---I do everything left-handed except play a guitar!

You and mudder both? He told me once he didn't see why anyone would want to waste their dexterity on their picking hand.

 

[ZoomZilla]

Wow, thanks for making me feel normal. A lot of you have the same damn quirks.

I have really bad OCD, which is painful at times. If I go to the dentist or some other place where I am on my back and I look up at the celing times and there is paint on them, it drives me nuts.

I chew my nails and as someone else stated, I sometimes chew a nail and use it as floss after I eat.

I cannot mix my food. I have to eat one type first, then another. No mixing of food on the plate.

I have to face my money and put it in increasing denominations.

I have to have my truck clean on the inside or it drives me nuts.

I sleep to a cheap walgreens sound machine. It sounds like crickets.

That's all I will share at this point.

 

[Mexicanbreed]

When I was in primary school, I used to be real bad at mental calculations. Nothing too complicated, basically addition, subtraction and multiplication. So, my mom encouraged me to do those operations on any numbers I saw on a daily basis, be them license plates, house numbers, phone numbers, etc. It helped me a lot, but now I keep on doing that, to the point that sometimes I stop mid sentence to do any stupid mental calculation even though it isn´t necessary, just because someone mentioned a couple of numbers. A friend of mine used to interrupt my train of thought by calling out something like "23 times 17?" knowing full well that I´d have to calculate it before I´d continue speaking...bastard.

Comes in handy when trying to figure out the tip, and it also helps me remember phone numbers and such. Then I figured a game of my own, where I would assign values to letters. I´d group first by vowels, "a", "e" and "i" as "positive", and "o" and "u" as "negative. Then, I would group the consonants as related to the vowels...Oh well, no need to explain, really, it´s silly. But I sort of did math calculations with words with this system.

I still do it from time to time, but I used to spend a lot of time figuring it out and trying to follow the "rules". Weirdest thing...at a family reunion once, the conversation drifted towards mental calculations and it turns out my Dad did something similar, but he did it by assigning the math value of the position letters occupy in the alphabet...A being 1, B being 2, etc.

 

[Harmony]

I have to check my bedroom walls/ceiling and my bed for spiders before I go to sleep every night

 

[SneakySnakeLady]

if i get a chill i sometime yell out loud, or make a weird noise.... usually pretty loud. SSL hate this, especially in the car, it scares her lol

Yes, I hate shouting, especially in the car.

I have a few weird quirks...

I don't like to get food on me...I will pick up the nastiest shit..literally. I will pick up horse poo, snake poo, and other disgusting things, clean up people poo as a nurse (with gloves of course) and all manner of nasty...but food, yuck.

I will eat a doughnut with a fork, have done this since I was a small child. Will also eat buffalo wings with a fork. If I spill food on the table I have to clean it up...If I spill food ON ME...I am not happy. I have to have lots of napkins to wipe my hands...Just can't stand food on me! YUCK.

 

[coldsteal2]

I'm certified crazy

 

[Publius pro tem]

The difference is plain.
Mal finds you angry and you started calling names.

I do not agree with either of you on many things but I can disagree with Mal and not resort to emotional tags.

You do seem very angry - check me...I know what angry versus mad is all about.

Are you related to Bertzie?
Connected at the cerebral cortex, Siamese-style maybe?

 

[Publius pro tem]

... I must always eat the fries first, then the burger.

Yeah, I'm the opposite on that.

Veggies first, since I don't exactly crave them, then the meat.

When I get a burger, I rarely order fries - though I do love good, fresh onion rings now and then.

If I somehow wind up with fries, I'll finish my burger and then decide if I want any.
They usually go to a table mate or in the trash.

Deep-fried carbs - no thanks.

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[Publius pro tem]

I like to be at least ten minutes early for anything that requires I be on time.
I can't stand being late.

Same here.
And I'm not very nice to people who waste my time or hold up other people "just because"...

Another Nugget of Wisdom from Dad:
"Early is on time, on time is late."

I remember a conversation Dad had with an employee when I was a kid.
He had developed a habit of tardiness, which would hold up his entire crew.

I wasn't supposed to overhear it, but the guy was top-notch and thought he was irreplaceable.
Said something to that effect to Dad, with a smile, to sorta defuse the tension.

Dad told him, "I don't care how good you are - if you're not HERE, you're not worth a fxck to me."

He got the hint, and was tardy no more.

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