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What are your phobias, hangups or quirks?


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Forgot one:

 

Old, Wet, Rotting, Discarded, or otherwise gross food. I can't even wash dishes by hand. It grosses me out too much. I can scrub pots and pans and stuff. But if there's a bowl with some rice, vegetables, or some other partially eaten meal sitting in the sink, I'm out. Bonus points if at some point the sink was run and there's a little pool in the bottom of the bowl and the rice is all engorged and soggy. Done-ski. Close eyes and throw in general direction of the dishwasher.

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It's even worse than what he described when you're walking and it's not even crowded at all and somebody's power walking 18 centimeters behind you

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS happens when I'm walking into the gym

Whenever I get to a door, I stop and let anyone behind me go first... pretending to be nice and holding the door.

Then sometimes its a place with another door 5 feet later, and the person feels obligated to hold the door for me.

So usually decide to check my phone at that point.

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Forgot one of my biggest ones...

The reason I didn't mention it is because my wife loves me and chooses not to torture me with it anymore.  We used to go to the mall together when my daughter was really young and even when we were dating/just married (sans kids).  At the mall, we'd say "you go do this and I'll meet you back here at xO'clock".  Mind you...this isn't limited to shopping in a mall, could be Disney, anywhere a large group of people are in a wide expanse.  If you are as much as 5 minutes late of the time that we decided on, my freaking mind starts playing tricks on me and my anxiety goes nuts.  "Has someone grabbed one of my kids?"  "Wife abducted?"  "Why isn't she responding to my text/phone call?"  All this crap starts playing in my head and I am an absolute mess mentally and not really in the mood to do much of anything after that.  She can tell by my look that I'm done.  Not a "I'm so pissed" look, but more of a distraught "why did you do this to me" look because I'm freaking exhausted.  There's reasons I'm like that from our life together and the concern of loss, but I'm learning not to be so much of a worrier. 

 

All that being said...don't be the "late" person all the time as well. 

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Whenever I get to a door, I stop and let anyone behind me go first... pretending to be nice and holding the door.

Then sometimes its a place with another door 5 feet later, and the person feels obligated to hold the door for me.

So usually decide to check my phone at that point.

Ahh the good old trusty cellphone tricks

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It's even worse than what he described when you're walking and it's not even crowded at all and somebody's power walking 18 centimeters behind you

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS happens when I'm walking into the gym

 

 

Whenever I get to a door, I stop and let anyone behind me go first... pretending to be nice and holding the door.

Then sometimes its a place with another door 5 feet later, and the person feels obligated to hold the door for me.

So usually decide to check my phone at that point.

Even when I walk with people I know I hate them in my blindspot.

 

I'm like...MAKE A MOVE!

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Forgot about people being late.

 

I will ask my girl when she will be ready....a few minutes....which means 3.  She gets mad when I ask again in 3 minutes.

 

Tell me exactly how long you will be.  No matter if it's arriving somewhere, getting ready, going shopping, whatever.  Make a time and stick to it.

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Having been a teenager and worked retail and fast food jobs... people who yell at, talk down to, or otherwise berate people who work those types of jobs.

But even worse are the people who pay with cash, get the change back, put half of the bills in their pocket, and tell the cashier "hey you short changed me."

A friend of my wife worked at the credit union I use. She quit because she got fed up with people accusing her of stealing money from their accounts. 10-15 times a day, every single day.

Now the the place is staffed by incompetent tellers. Its a relatively new credit union and I have probably one of the oldest accounts - so my account number is apparently a different format from most members'. What used to take 5 minutes now takes at least 20 minutes of them telling me I don't have an account there. I come really close to being one of the people in the first paragraph.

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Also, how about when you hold the door for a f*cker and then they go and walk through the other door?

 

Like yo, I know it's a double door, but I'm holding this sh*t open for you. Please walk through it, it's just awkward as hell for both of us as well as irritating for me if you open the other door yourself and walk through it.

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