Although I certainly wash my hands after going to the bathroom, I think that people are way too germaphobic. There are 2 girls in my department who won't take library books out "because of the germs." People are just nuts!

 

Ive always been that way. I had to share a bathroom with a disgustingly sloppy brother. That scared me for life. I also hate to see people come into a home without taking off their shoes. That will make me bitch slap you quicker than a NY minute!

 

In addition, I don't like things out of place, closets should be organized; I hate seeing dishes in the sink for a long period of time; unmade beds; Glasses on a table without a coaster; a unorganized fridge. eww.

 

You forgot the fringe on a rug not all facing the same way...

 

Supposedly the host of "Double Dare" was so OCD ( at his worst) he would spend the day combing the fringe on the rug because it kept getting moved out of place.

 

Honey, I don't do fringe!

 

I don't do fringe but I love making perfect vacuum lines in plush carpet. And all the screws in my switch covers are oriented vertically... but I'm sure I'm not OCD. :)

 

dont feel bad, my sock, shirt, under drawers are all arranged by color and so are my shoes.

 

I arrange my closet by clothing type (dressy to casual clockwise around the walk-in) then by color within that type.  Spices in the kitchen are alphabetical, and all my can labels face forward.  I may need an intervention...

Although I certainly wash my hands after going to the bathroom, I think that people are way too germaphobic. There are 2 girls in my department who won't take library books out "because of the germs." People are just nuts!

 

Ive always been that way.  I had to share a bathroom with a disgustingly sloppy brother.  That scared me for life.  I also hate to see people come into a home without taking off their shoes.  That will make me bitch slap you quicker than a NY minute!

 

In addition, I don't like things out of place, closets should be organized;  I hate seeing dishes in the sink for a long period of time;  unmade beds; Glasses on a table without a coaster; a unorganized fridge.  eww.

 

You forgot the fringe on a rug not all facing the same way...

 

Supposedly the host of "Double Dare" was so OCD ( at his worst) he would spend the day combing the fringe on the rug because it kept getting moved out of place.

 

Honey, I don't do fringe!

 

I don't do fringe but I love making perfect vacuum lines in plush carpet.  And all the screws in my switch covers are oriented vertically... but I'm sure I'm not OCD.  :)

 

dont feel bad, my sock, shirt, under drawers are all arranged by color and so are my shoes.

 

I arrange my closet by clothing type (dressy to casual clockwise around the walk-in) then by color within that type.  Spices in the kitchen are alphabetical, and all my can labels face forward.  I may need an intervention...

 

Thats normal.

 

Pet Peeve: People who don't wash their hands after going to the bathroom. I wont touch a public bathroom door handle without a paper towell for this reason.

 

Amen! I hate using public restrooms.

 

There is a person in my office who I want shake hands with nor allow to give me anything printed. He can only send me emails.

 

I'm curious how you explain this to the person? 

 

Although I certainly wash my hands after going to the bathroom, I think that people are way too germaphobic. There are 2 girls in my department who won't take library books out "because of the germs." People are just nuts!

 

That is crazy!  Do they read anything?  I doubt books in a book store are sterile.

^I never saw the one girl reading much of anything (she's not at the company anymore).  Ironically, the other girl takes the bus to work every day.  I think there are a lot more things you catch on the bus than from a library book, but that's just me.

 

^^I lived with a guy who made me face all the labels forward, that is just a complete waste of time and really creepy to boot.  Ever see the movie (so bad it was funny) Sleeping With the Enemy?

Pet Peeve: People who don't wash their hands after going to the bathroom.  I wont touch a public bathroom door handle without a paper towell for this reason.

 

Amen!  I hate using public restrooms.

 

There is a person in my office who I want shake hands with nor allow to give me anything printed.  He can only send me emails.

 

I'm curious how you explain this to the person? 

 

Simple, I told him what I witnessed and that I thought it was unsanitary (you do a number 2 and don't wash your hands??)  then told him don't come near my office. 

 

Besides, I have simple rules for executable documents in my office.

[*]Hard copy should be dropped off for my files (this way I get face to face time with the individual/team and) that worked on a project.

 

[*]Read only copy should be added to the departments project folder electronically

[*]Read only copy should be sent to me via email.

 

 

^ I had a roommate in college who neglected this as well. I eventually wrote him a note and then asked to make sure he understood it. It was as confrontational as I could muster at 18 years old.

 

It's funny how much emotional maturing you do between 18 and 30. Now I'm sure I'd just yell at him before he even left the stall to wash his f*cking hands.

 

In addition, I don't like things out of place, closets should be organized;  I hate seeing dishes in the sink for a long period of time;  unmade beds; Glasses on a table without a coaster; a unorganized fridge.  eww.

 

You would have a stroke in my house. Most of the time I don't even take the clean laundry out of the baskets. It's just going back in anyway. Same philosophy for making beds. No one goes in my room but me or my wife. Who cares if the bed is made. Well, technically Mrs. Aj93 does, but she can't make a bed to save her life. Ha ha ha! Advantage, slob!

 

In addition, I don't like things out of place, closets should be organized;  I hate seeing dishes in the sink for a long period of time;  unmade beds; Glasses on a table without a coaster; a unorganized fridge.  eww.

 

You would have a stroke in my house. Most of the time I don't even take the clean laundry out of the baskets. It's just going back in anyway. Same philosophy for making beds. No one goes in my room but me or my wife. Who cares if the bed is made.

 

You're right, I would.  Although nobody is going near my bedroom, I just can't stand a mess.  The bedroom should be a retreat in my mind.  Soothing and calm.  I just cant leave it a mess.  I've always been like this.  When I lived with my parents, my mother told my brother and I we couldn't leave our room, until our bed was made, all our "junk" was put away and the bathroom was clean. 

 

My mothers philosophy was a) she isn't cleaning up behind any kids, we're old enough to know right from wrong.  b) if you really want something, you'll take care of it and designate a proper place for storage.

 

Example.  My mother was good for throwing something away.  My brother would always leave books, papers, notebooks on the back steps, and my mother would tell him to move things.  My mother does not like to repeat herself, so when my brother didn't move the items, she put them in the trash.  Later he would ask, "mami, have you seen my (insert school books, sneakers, homework, clothing)?"  Her response, "ask the garbage man."  My brother never learned -- until he came to live with me and I had written rules.  If my X had to live by the rules of my house, so did my brother and skank-in-law.

 

My father always tell me he doesn't know how the kids survived living with me.  He was sure I would kill them or put them out.  If I never see another pacifier!

Simple, I told him what I witnessed and that I thought it was unsanitary (you do a number 2 and don't wash your hands??) then told him don't come near my office.

 

Yuck!  Not washing after number 1 is bad enough!  He can be spreading quite a few things.  I don't understand why people don't wash their hands after using the rest room.  There is a very good reason why sinks are there.

Simple, I told him what I witnessed and that I thought it was unsanitary (you do a number 2 and don't wash your hands??)  then told him don't come near my office. 

 

Yuck!  Not washing after number 1 is bad enough!  He can be spreading quite a few things.  I don't understand why people don't wash their hands after using the rest room.  There is a very good reason why sinks are there.

 

HELLO!!

^^^My mom instilled in me the same values. I can make a bed with military, quarter bouncing, precision. I'm the only one in the house that can iron, sew  or apparently load the dishwasher right. But my brain has this short circuit that prevents me from seeing the benefit of any of this. That, and I like to wrap the covers around me like I'm an enchilada, and having the bed made every day slows down that process.

 

I am anal about how to load the dishwasher, and I hate...HATE it when someone else does it, invariably wrong. But that's more about space efficiency. There's a specific order to loading that maximizes the space available. It's all about Tetris.

 

Ultimately, everything in life boils down to Tetris. Why others can't see this is beyond me. Put that down as a pet peeve.

^^^My mom instilled in me the same values. I can make a bed with military, quarter bouncing, precision. I'm the only one in the house that can iron, sew  or apparently load the dishwasher right. But my brain has this short circuit that prevents me from seeing the benefit of any of this. That, and I like to wrap the covers around me like I'm an enchilada, and having the bed made every day slows down that process.

 

I am anal about how to load the dishwasher, and I hate...HATE it when someone else does it, invariably wrong. But that's more about space efficiency. There's a specific order to loading that maximizes the space available. It's all about Tetris.

 

Ultimately, everything in life boils down to Tetris. Why others can't see this is beyond me. Put that down as a pet peeve.

 

You can sew?  wow!  I can't thread a needle.  It's frustrating as HELL!!!

 

I with you on loading the dishwasher! and I only turn it on after I leave for work.

 

Also my rubber ducky!  My rubber ducky is not to be removed from my shower.

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I'd like to see how you turn something on AFTER you leave for work.  Or perhaps the help does that?  :-P

^^^My mom instilled in me the same values. I can make a bed with military, quarter bouncing, precision. I'm the only one in the house that can iron, sew  or apparently load the dishwasher right. But my brain has this short circuit that prevents me from seeing the benefit of any of this. That, and I like to wrap the covers around me like I'm an enchilada, and having the bed made every day slows down that process.

 

I am anal about how to load the dishwasher, and I hate...HATE it when someone else does it, invariably wrong. But that's more about space efficiency. There's a specific order to loading that maximizes the space available. It's all about Tetris.

 

Ultimately, everything in life boils down to Tetris. Why others can't see this is beyond me. Put that down as a pet peeve.

 

You can sew?  wow!  I can't thread a needle.  It's frustrating as HELL!!!

 

I with you on loading the dishwasher! and I only turn it on after I leave for work.

 

Also my rubber ducky!  My rubber ducky is not to be removed from my shower.

 

Rubber Ducky!  :lol:

 

 

I wouldn't call it sewing. I can make a field stitch to fix a split seam, or a pant hem, or fix a certain stuffed animal that's leaking. I'm not up to my mom's skill level

^^^My mom instilled in me the same values. I can make a bed with military, quarter bouncing, precision. I'm the only one in the house that can iron, sew  or apparently load the dishwasher right. But my brain has this short circuit that prevents me from seeing the benefit of any of this. That, and I like to wrap the covers around me like I'm an enchilada, and having the bed made every day slows down that process.

 

I am anal about how to load the dishwasher, and I hate...HATE it when someone else does it, invariably wrong. But that's more about space efficiency. There's a specific order to loading that maximizes the space available. It's all about Tetris.

 

Ultimately, everything in life boils down to Tetris. Why others can't see this is beyond me. Put that down as a pet peeve.

 

You can sew?  wow!  I can't thread a needle.  It's frustrating as HELL!!!

 

I with you on loading the dishwasher! and I only turn it on after I leave for work.

 

Also my rubber ducky!  My rubber ducky is not to be removed from my shower.

 

Rubber Ducky!  :D

 

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I wouldn't call it sewing. I can make a field stitch to fix a split seam, or a pant hem, or fix a certain stuffed animal that's leaking. I'm not up to my mom's skill level

 

Exactly!  That song is one of my favorite childhood songs.  Everyone reading this knows - in their heart of hearts - that they love that song!

 

My rubber ducky, Babar and I were an awesome team!  :P

 

Well atleast you can do those things with a needle.  I can't thread the needle, but once it's on I can fix a button and thats it.  Hems, splits...that's rocket science to me.

Folks. Skinny jeans are not for men/boys/males/a person with penis!

 

I'm going to jail if one more male kid in my family shows up in skinny jeans!

 

I don't understand the fascination!  I just made them change clothes.  I can't look at a teenage boy in those things. 

 

Its just wrong!

 

Shoveling snow.  Especially at 6:20 in the damn morning!

Shoveling snow.   Especially at 6:20 in the damn morning!

 

I can't believe you don't have someone to do this for you.

Shoveling snow. Especially at 6:20 in the damn morning!

 

I can't believe you don't have someone to do this for you.

 

Call Mr. Plow, that's my name.

That name again is Mr. Plow!

Shoveling snow.  Especially at 6:20 in the damn morning!

 

I can't believe you don't have someone to do this for you.

 

No I'm at my parents.  I'm the "help"!  My mom got me good.  She came into my room and rub my face and said some motherly crap, and told me what was on the menu for breakfast, french toast, apple smoked sausage, rice, eggs - sunny side up, fresh squeezed pineapple and mandarin orange juice.  I said, "yummy".  She said, "Dear..." and whenever she uses "dear", I go on the defensive. "Clear the snow so your father doesn't have to do it.  Breakfast will be ready when you're done."  I just grumble under the covers...so she rips them off and says, "get your ass out of that bed and clear that snow ahora!".  So I just give her the evil eye.  She didn't think it was funny.  :|

 

So I decided to make my nephew do it, so I went to knock on his door and my mom comes back down the hall to say, "your nephew already went to get the truck, hes already outside....don't keep him waiting.  It's cold."  ::)

 

Now I'm cleaning the foyer floor.  UGH

Shoveling snow.  Especially at 6:20 in the damn morning!

 

I can't believe you don't have someone to do this for you.

 

Call Mr. Plow, that's my name.

That name again is Mr. Plow!

My brother has that removable shovel thing on the front of his truck so he clears the drive.  But it takes forever to do the the walks and then I had to do the neighbors.  Now I remember why I moved out of my parents home!

 

Damn that woman and her cooking!

 

MTS that's pretty funny, at least it was light and fluffy snow.

 

One of my pet peeves has now turned into an endless source of enjoyment. My semi-weird neighbors rush out and start shoveling and snow blowing as soon as there is any accumulation. I was home yesterday and he must have spent 3 hours or more shoveling and snowing blowing through out the day. All that work for 3 or 4 inches of snow? I went out and shoveled my drive in 40 minutes around 5 PM. Still clear this morning. My wife and I were laughing at the absurdity of it all day long.

My Mother does this all-day shoveling thing too, I don't get it.  She claims if she doesn't keep up on it she won't be able to get out of her driveway.  There were many days when she was still working that she'd call in sick claiming she couldn't get out of her driveway.  Somehow, everyone else on the street with the same type of driveways gets out just fine, and I'm sure they're not shoveling every 2 hours.  She tells me I don't get it because I'm not a homeowner.

MTS that's pretty funny, at least it was light and fluffy snow.

 

One of my pet peeves has now turned into an endless source of enjoyment. My semi-weird neighbors rush out and start shoveling and snow blowing as soon as there is any accumulation. I was home yesterday and he must have spent 3 hours or more shoveling and snowing blowing through out the day. All that work for 3 or 4 inches of snow? I went out and shoveled my drive in 40 minutes around 5 PM. Still clear this morning. My wife and I were laughing at the absurdity of it all day long.

 

It wasn't funny.  My mother knows I had "domestic" duties.  You must be on the westside.

 

Oh shit...here she comes again.  Gotta go before she makes me do something else. 

The all day shoveling does help if you're getting a foot or so but for this little bit, it's a waste of time.

 

Last night I talked a neighbor kid into shoveling my entire driveway in exchange for a cup of hot chocolate. Other than the little drift that formed right in front of the garage door there was nothing there this morning.

Folks. Skinny jeans are not for men/boys/males/a person with penis!

 

I'm going to jail if one more male kid in my family shows up in skinny jeans!

 

I don't understand the fascination! I just made them change clothes. I can't look at a teenage boy in those things.  

 

They always wear them with pea coats too. Looks super lame. Another thing I hate is people who wear sunglasses indoors.

Folks. Skinny jeans are not for men/boys/males/a person with penis!

 

I'm going to jail if one more male kid in my family shows up in skinny jeans!

 

I don't understand the fascination!  I just made them change clothes.  I can't look at a teenage boy in those things. 

 

They always wear them with pea coats too. Looks super lame. Another thing I hate is people who wear sunglasses indoors.

or sunglasses at night!

So you're not a Cory Hart fan?

Folks. Skinny jeans are not for men/boys/males/a person with penis!

 

I'm going to jail if one more male kid in my family shows up in skinny jeans!

 

I don't understand the fascination! I just made them change clothes. I can't look at a teenage boy in those things.

 

They always wear them with pea coats too. Looks super lame. Another thing I hate is people who wear sunglasses indoors.

 

I don't think I've ever seen a guy wearing skinny jeans with a peacoat.  Are you thinking of straight-leg jeans?

me likey straight legged jeans.  I'm over the flare thing.  But ITA with MTS, skinny jeans should go back in the hell closet of the 80s from which they escaped.  I saw tiny little leggings with zip bottoms at the mall this past weekend.  No!  Go away!

Straight leg  jeans look like skinny jeans on me....

Straight leg jeans look like skinny jeans on me....

 

Your ankles are as wide as your hips?  Unpossible!

Straight leg jeans look like skinny jeans on me....

 

Your ankles are as wide as your hips? Unpossible!

 

What if he has really bad cankles?

 

I hate straight and skinny jeans. I like em wide and relaxed, for to accomodate my bulbous American arse. Put em down as a pet peeve.

I meant more that every seam looks like it is ready to burst...

People who chew with their mouth open. That really grinds my gears!!

People who begin every sentence and phrase with "Ummm."

 

I want to slap them and shout, " 'Ummm' is not a word! STFU until you figure out what you want to say, and then spit it out!"

Folks. Skinny jeans are not for men/boys/males/a person with penis!

 

I'm going to jail if one more male kid in my family shows up in skinny jeans!

 

I don't understand the fascination!  I just made them change clothes.  I can't look at a teenage boy in those things. 

 

They always wear them with pea coats too. Looks super lame. Another thing I hate is people who wear sunglasses indoors.

 

I don't think I've ever seen a guy wearing skinny jeans with a peacoat.  Are you thinking of straight-leg jeans?

 

Those too, I guess. I'm not a fashion expert but I think pea coats look retarded, period.

 

 

Oh, here's one:

 

Today I went to the dollar store where there's usually only one line open at a time. The woman in front of me had like 40 items! All I went in there for was to get some razers! I had to wait like 10 minutes for the cashier to ring up all of that woman's stuff. You see this at Walgreens all the time, too. WALGREENS AND CVS ARE NOT THE PLACES TO STOCK UP AND DO YOUR MONTHLY GROCERY SHOPPING!! Take your @ss to Kroger.

 

After the woman at the dollar store was through the line, she had everything in the cart and tried pushing the cart out the door but it was one of those carts with the long pole attached and she didn't realize it was there and couldn't figure out why her cart wouldn't fit through the door. She was struggling, trying to push it through the door for a couple minutes before realizing why the cart was stuck.

I seem to always be behind the old lady at Walgreens with the cart full of stuff, arguing with the cashier about the price of knee-highs or how the coffee is $1.59 in the flyer.  Honestly, do they really think they're saving that much money by shopping there instead of just getting everything at the grocery?  I could not abide spending that much time in a drugstore.  I just want to get in and get out.

I could not abide spending that much time in a drugstore.  I just want to get in and get out.

 

You're an anomaly. Most women want to spend entirely too much time in any store. "I just need to get a few little items" ....riiiiiight.  :roll: :lol:

 

 

People who begin every sentence and phrase with "Ummm."

 

I want to slap them and shout, " 'Ummm' is not a word! STFU until you figure out what you want to say, and then spit it out!"

 

I think it's even worse when people type out sentences beginning with "Ummm..."  I've seen it commonly used in message boards, blog comments, facebook messages, etc.

I seem to always be behind the old lady at Walgreens with the cart full of stuff, arguing with the cashier about the price of knee-highs or how the coffee is $1.59 in the flyer.  Honestly, do they really think they're saving that much money by shopping there instead of just getting everything at the grocery?  I could not abide spending that much time in a drugstore.  I just want to get in and get out.

 

I run into that at Walgreen's, too. I went in to pick up a prescription the day before Christmas, and the place was packed with people doing frenzied last-minute shopping for cheap gifts and gift wrap.

 

I can understand why the old ladies with granny carts buy their groceries there; they don't drive and don't need a lot, and it's the closest store to where they live. Even though they're slow and sometimes a little confused, I don't mind them. They're doing their best to get by, and making it on their own.

 

The ones who back things up and cause congestion almost always use cars. Kroger is just four blocks away.

Folks. Skinny jeans are not for men/boys/males/a person with penis!

 

I'm going to jail if one more male kid in my family shows up in skinny jeans!

 

I don't understand the fascination!  I just made them change clothes.  I can't look at a teenage boy in those things. 

 

They always wear them with pea coats too. Looks super lame. Another thing I hate is people who wear sunglasses indoors.

or sunglasses at night!

 

Sunglasses at night and wearing a hat indoors!  tacky!

 

Yesterday, while in house negro-indentured servant mode, my nephew and I went to the grocery store.  Why did I see this couple in flip flops?!  I ran into someone else looking at those people's feet.  Flip flops in winter!

 

  :wtf:

You're an anomaly

 

You said it, mister!  :-D

People who begin every sentence and phrase with "Ummm."

 

I want to slap them and shout, " 'Ummm' is not a word! STFU until you figure out what you want to say, and then spit it out!"

 

I think it's even worse when people type out sentences beginning with "Ummm..."  I've seen it commonly used in message boards, blog comments, facebook messages, etc.

 

If anyone ever does that on UO, I hope the admins will give them one warning and then ban them forever on a second offense!

People who begin every sentence and phrase with "Ummm."

 

I want to slap them and shout, " 'Ummm' is not a word! STFU until you figure out what you want to say, and then spit it out!"

 

I think it's even worse when people type out sentences beginning with "Ummm..." I've seen it commonly used in message boards, blog comments, facebook messages, etc.

 

If anyone ever does that on UO, I hope the admins will give them one warning and then ban them forever on a second offense!

Ummm... I think you're overreacting.

 

I can understand why the old ladies with granny carts buy their groceries there; they don't drive and don't need a lot, and it's the closest store to where they live. Even though they're slow and sometimes a little confused, I don't mind them. They're doing their best to get by, and making it on their own.

 

The ones who back things up and cause congestion almost always use cars. Kroger is just four blocks away.

 

Yeah, I see a lot of young people doing heavy shopping there. That's what I meant.

People who begin every sentence and phrase with "Ummm."

 

I want to slap them and shout, " 'Ummm' is not a word! STFU until you figure out what you want to say, and then spit it out!"

 

I think it's even worse when people type out sentences beginning with "Ummm..."  I've seen it commonly used in message boards, blog comments, facebook messages, etc.

 

If anyone ever does that on UO, I hope the admins will give them one warning and then ban them forever on a second offense!

Ummm... I think you're overreacting.

 

Ummm..., like, y'know, I don't think so, y'knowwhatImean?

Ummm..., like, y'know, I don't think so, y'knowwhatImean?

 

Nooooo!  I read this sentence out loud, and now my ears are bleeding!

 

That brings up another pet peeve.  Some people can't more than three words without throwing in the phrase "you know."  Example:  "I went you know, outside to you know, get my mail, and you know, I saw you know, my neighbor."  I'm not making this up.  I really feel like responding with something like "No, I really don't know.  That's why you're telling me!"