Fuckin hate wet shoes.

Excluding traffic pet-peeves (because I could go on and on and on for DAYS), I get really aggravated when cabinets are left ajar, or worse, wide open. Even when you're putting dishes back or something like that, they can't be left open for more than a few seconds if you're not opening it. I lose my shit.

I can't stand when venetian blinds aren't perfectly aligned in a series of windows. If they AREN'T perfectly aligned, they damn well better be symmetric or in a pattern of some kind.

I have a whole host of neuroses regarding paperwork. Staples have to be just so, paperwork within folders must be perfectly crisp and aligned, so on.

As I get older, I realize I may suffer some form of OCD. It gets worse over time, too.

Wet shoes don't bother me so much, though.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Originally Posted by Denicalis

But the worst, the utter worst, is having to not correct someone when they are painfully wrong about something. A best client of the office or somesuch. The moment they tell you they hear that the liberals plan to outlaw religion, or that Obama wants to use taxes to support baby murder. And you can't yell at them. You can't. So upsetting.

Why can't you politely correct them?

I mean, I am sure you can curb your Internet Denicalis personality at the door for 2 seconds and explain with some warmth and patience (even if it's faked), can't you?

I firmly believe that some of these people will continue to believe whatever bullshit because they go unchecked. CLEARLY they'll believe anything, so why not politely throw your hat in too? ((This is where we differ, I think. I would totally open my mouth in a kind way to correct their misunderstandings in hopes that maybe they'll think more carefully about their opinions in the future. Some people would say it's not my business. But when there's a MAJOR factual error, I can't HELP but to try))

There's nowhere I can't reach.