What's Yer Oddity?

Great thread!

I started by thinking people were weird: shirtless on the job, chapstick addiction & buttock contractions but once I started thinking:

  • I cannot stand even the thought of paper, cardboard or anything dry & absorbent in my mouth: I shudder & shiver and have to leave the room. (I have to ask the Dentist to soak the cotton wool tubes in water before putting them in my mouth)

  • Since falling over on ice when young and riding a motorbike for years, I am constantly thinking about grip: even indoors or walking in summer - I have to slightly twist the ball of my foot with every step to check there is sufficient grip. If it snows or is icy/frosty, I spend all my time worrying about falling over.

  • I have crowns on my front teeth and gently check they are securely stuck with my lower teeth whenever I’m not eating or moving.

  • I give inanimate objects personalities: for example I see a fork as the mother, the desert spoon as the father, the knife as a teenager and the teaspoon as a child. I appologise to light-switches if I turn them on accidentally. When I’m shopping I can’t leave a tin on its own - I put it with its friends.

[quote]savo wrote:
I appologise to light-switches if I turn them on accidentally. [/quote]

I apologise to stuffed animals or dolls if i pick them up by their ear, face or other body part that would hurt a real being…also apologise if I drop or throw them…I’m worried they’re going to come to life and take revenge on my wife or kids.

[quote]sen say wrote:
savo wrote:
I appologise to light-switches if I turn them on accidentally.

I apologise to stuffed animals or dolls if i pick them up by their ear, face or other body part that would hurt a real being…also apologise if I drop or throw them…I’m worried they’re going to come to life and take revenge on my wife or kids.[/quote]

Yep - ditto here, although I do it because I think they’ll get depressed at the abuse.

I am also constantly fiddling with things: key fobs, wallet, zip fobs (I love sliding the teeth of an open plastic zip under my fingernails), pens (which I dismantle then ‘mantle’ repeatedly).

[quote]hockeyguy24 wrote:
I have a question for the left-right guys. If your palms are facing you wouldn’t that make your right hand make the L which would in turn cause you to go the wrong way? Just wondering.
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Yes. And thus is the basis of my confusion. The hand trick does not work.

I was thinking about it today, and I think I my instinct is left. Like when someone says, your right hand! I think left. If someone says turn left, I immediately think left. My “go to” direction, since I cannot discern between the two on the fly, is left. Which is strange considering I am right-handed.

[quote]CappedAndPlanIt wrote:

I never feel comfortable microwaving something in 30 second increments. Its always 3:02 or 1:17 or something like that.

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I really thought i was the only one to do this.

[quote]CJK wrote:
hockeyguy24 wrote:
I have a question for the left-right guys. If your palms are facing you wouldn’t that make your right hand make the L which would in turn cause you to go the wrong way? Just wondering.

Yes. And thus is the basis of my confusion. The hand trick does not work.

I was thinking about it today, and I think I my instinct is left. Like when someone says, your right hand! I think left. If someone says turn left, I immediately think left. My “go to” direction, since I cannot discern between the two on the fly, is left. Which is strange considering I am right-handed. [/quote]

I am right handed but left footed, only for certain things. Also, certain things, I cannot do with my right hand, only with my left.

The tetris song plays in my head 24/7.

I do the snap and point thing to a lot of people. Most just do it back.

When I eat any candy with certain colors, I always separate them into groups according to color and plan how I am gonna eat them systematically before I start.

I will pull sunflower seeds (with the shells still on them) out of the back, then place them on the table right next to the bag. I do not get anymore until I have finished that pile. This rules goes along with other foods.

I know the most random facts ever.

I am lazy as hell, but once I start something, it is hard to stop and take a break if I am not done.

I will talk about someone behind their back, and immediately feel bad about.

Sometimes, I just sit and think about math.

It is really hard to say no to people.

I cheat. As in, I left people copy off me and I intentionaly give them answers during tests so they pass. Been caught only once, but nothing happened.

[quote]hungry4more wrote:
I always kneel down on the ground when tying my shoes (unless I’m standing on mud or something). Leaning over and tying them makes me feel like I’m inviting a gay person to come over and stick it in. [/quote]

I know what you mean bro… I know what you mean…

Also, does anybody else have a strange abhoration to the sound of Masking Tape being pulled from its roll? You know, that stretching, pulling, ripping sound…

[quote]hockeyguy24 wrote:
I have a question for the left-right guys. If your palms are facing you wouldn’t that make your right hand make the L which would in turn cause you to go the wrong way? Just wondering.
Chap stick is a must
When going on a road trip for hockey I have to put all my gear in my bag, take it out and put it back in again, in the same order of course. Then I bring my bag outside leave it beside the bus, go back into the room and check my stall, then back out to the bus, and recheck my gear until I’m the last one to load up.

And one that I didn’t even know. After my parents asked me if I had any other weird things with hockey I said no. My dad asked which leg do I put my gear on first, to which I immediately replied “right” without even thinking. So I guess sometimes you never know until someone else points it out.[/quote]

You’re absolutely right, I meant palms facing away.

Because of this thread I now examine my daily routine for tics like these.

[quote]cray54 wrote:
both of these habits have faded for the most part…

while driving or riding in a car, whenever a cross street would branch off the road we’re driving on i would have to flex the ass cheek in relation to what side of the street the road intersected. it would be a bitch in neighborhoods, got pretty good at my ass-flexing coordination
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This one made me laugh out loud!!!

I have a very odd habit of get super stoked and feel a surge of energy when I leave my desk for example to go take a piss, or grab a bite to eat from the kitchen.

Its like a surge of excitement and I have nothing in particular to be excited about.

WHY!!?

[quote]ukrainian wrote:

I am right handed but left footed, only for certain things. Also, certain things, I cannot do with my right hand, only with my left.

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Same here, I kick with my left foot, but lead with my right foot when climbing stairs.

Seconded.

I am in a research group with a professor who splits toothpicks into tiny splinters with his pocket knife during any kind of meeting or presentation. The janitorial staff got sick of cleaning up after him and decreed that he carry a cup to put the splinters in, which he never fails to do. He owns a pair of shoes that once belonged to a famous logician and advertises them on his university website, for posterity.

I can’t repeat myself. If someone responds “what?” to anything I say, no matter the reason, I rephrase. For example, a friend of mine asked me to answer his cell when his wife was angry with him. After talking to her, he asks what she had to say. I tell him he forgot his lunch at home. He says “what,” I say his wife can’t get the taste of my dick out of her mouth and needs more mouthwash cuz she douched with the old bottle.

I did not mean to say that. It literally just slipped out.

I’m convinced my family plans illnesses and injuries to keep me from moving out of town.

I have to mix my Surge/Superfood combo and put it in the freezer while my breakfast is cooking.

I have every empty bottle of MAG-10 and MyoStat I ever used.

I have eight drawers in my dresser, but not a single item of clothing in any of them.

I can’t whack off on Tuesdays. I can have sex, but no self-lovin’.

When I get on the internet, there’s only ONE way I can surf: webcomics (reverse order of discovery), checking account, credit cards (reverse order of highest balance) martial arts/karate forums, T-Nation, I.S.S.A. forum, Demonoid (I seriously checked that page daily while it was shut down), then whatever else I want.

No matter the situation, area, or time of day, if I flirt with a woman, she will be married. I have not spoken to/flirted with a woman I found attractive in the past two years that wasn’t alreay hitched.

[quote]Vash wrote:

No matter the situation, area, or time of day, if I flirt with a woman, she will be married. I have not spoken to/flirted with a woman I found attractive in the past two years that wasn’t alreay hitched.[/quote]

Let me know when you find the panacea for this curse… We will be best friends.

Whenever I eat snacks (like M&M’s) I always have to eat them in even numbers with matching colors, one on each side of my mouth.

I could eat 2 red M&M’s, one on each side of my mouth, or a red and yellow on each side.

Most things end up with 3 different colors left over.

I aways look for patterns in any number sequence, phone #'s, addresses etc.

I can go to the gym without showering, and I can’t shower at a gym.

I can’t put on socks that aren’t clean, even if I only wore them for a couple of minutes, but I’ll put my feet in stinky old runners without socks.

CJK I guess you’re just not an ambiturner.

[quote]savo wrote:

  • I give inanimate objects personalities: for example I see a fork as the mother, the desert spoon as the father, the knife as a teenager and the teaspoon as a child. I appologise to light-switches if I turn them on accidentally. When I’m shopping I can’t leave a tin on its own - I put it with its friends.[/quote]

I do this too. I treat a lot of my things like they are living breathing creatures, I sometimes talk to my car and ask it questions about what it needs, I even kissed it once. It creeps me out sometimes.

I looked it up and it’s called the pathetic fallacy.

Funny thread.

I have to read when on the John. I do the personal sauna thing sometimes too.

I often have to rock my head from side to side when I get into bed before I can sleep. This can last for up to an hour. It drives my girlfriend crazy. I always wake up around an hour after falling asleep thinking its morning.

I always have to pat my dogs in a specific order.

i dont use a wallet but my dollars always have to be in size order and facing the same way.

I can’t believe I forgot this one… every number I see (time, license plate, ANY number over 2 figures) I check to see if it is divisible by three. I have been doing this since I was about 12.

When it isn’t divisible by 3, I mentally adjust it so it is.

[quote]CJK wrote:
I can’t believe I forgot this one… every number I see (time, license plate, ANY number over 2 figures) I check to see if it is divisible by three. I have been doing this since I was about 12.

When it isn’t divisible by 3, I mentally adjust it so it is. [/quote]

Ahh, the number game… License plates, song times and b-days…

[quote]rsg wrote:
wakiki wrote:
rsg wrote:
When I walk along a pavement or floor with tiles, I try not to touch the grooves/joins in the material - my feet are always on the solid parts. It’s something I’ve done since I was a kid.

Haha, I do that too! And when walking up stairs etc I always have to start with my right foot, otherwise it feels just wrong.

I also like to stay in my sweaty gym clothes sometimes, it just feels good.

I got one for the stairs too - I always try to get 2 steps before the top and then do the last 2 steps in one go.

Fucking strange habits some of us pickup.[/quote]

I like to do the stairs running 2 at a time. If there is an uneven number, I try for the last 3 at once. We have a large flight of stairs at work. The payroll lady calls me Seabiscuit with all the high speed galloping. Once I came down so fast, I whacked my head on the first aid box at the bottom on the wall.