Idiosyncrasies, foibles and aversions.

tea_lover

Keep thinking of things now lol. I have to have things straight - eg. last night I was eating some bourbon biscuits and there are two rows in the packet. I had to eat an even number so the top of the packet was straight when I'd finished.

I can only have one bottle of shower gel open at once. I like it when I'm getting to the bottom of a bottle as I know I can start a new one soon. My sister always has 5 or 6 open bottles in her bathroom and it really bugs me!

Katem

Mr_Toad wrote: »

Good grief! Universities could start a whole new branch of research based on this one alone! :rotfl:

No wonder men have problems with women. Who'd a thunk that you were contemplating stabbing us in the head with a fork because we used the wrong cup, put a coat hanger in the wardrobe the wrong way round, set the TV volume on the wrong number or let the tomato sauce from the beans touch something else.

Yunno, I had real problems with tights. I wanted to give them a separate drawer from socks, but couldn't decide whether they were above or below socks in the "pecking order". Drove me mad for a while, neither of the options felt "right"

Seriously though, I think you're right - most blokes are simple souls who probably don't have life rules like this, no wonder half of them don't know where they stand with women!

hazyjo

You all keep reminding me of more lol.

I also have shelves/drawers for certain things in the freezer, I hang washing a set way (well, I call it 'logical'), and I'm with Katem in that bras in drawer above knickers as obviously they're worn that way round Weirdly, socks/knee highs go above those(!) but mainly cos there's 2 little drawers at the top, so it makes sense to have one full of each. I'd hate them mingled up in one drawer.

Oh, and same with casual tops - they obviously go above my 'cosy bottoms' in two drawers!

I'm late for everything, except with airports. As above, I'm paranoid about missing a flight.

I won't eat the pointy bits on the ends of bananas. Ewwww. In fact, I can't remember the last time I ate one.

I won't eat 'black bits' off anything. My crisps get disected daily and I end up with this little pile of 'bits' (same with chips - BF thinks I'm mental and wonders why I nearly gag when he eats a 'skanky chip', and I won't ever leave a bit of potato skin on if peeling spuds. Any 'grey' bits on spuds (or legs!) are cut back as far as I can to remove any bit of anything other than potato.

I eat round things in circles. I nibble all the way round a burger in a bun. And if a biscuit is a sandwich type, like a Bourbon, I'll always eat one half of it, trying to save the bit with the cream 'til last.

I get in a mess with things like ice creams. Nobody else seems to. If I eat an oyster (ice cream) or a choc ice, I look like a 5 year old who's been at it.

I also feel sorry for the blokies on here - it seems they don't stand a cat in hell's chance with our 'weirdness'

Jx

Mr_Toad

hazyjo wrote: »

I also feel sorry for the blokies on here - it seems they don't stand a cat in hell's chance with our 'weirdness'

Jx

I'm beginning to regret reading this thread.

I think I was a lot better off in blissful ignorance of what really happens in the female brain.

I'm sure my life will be like one of those horror films from now on, the ones where brain sucking aliens take over human bodies.

They look like people, they talk like people but only a few of us know something is wrong and that they're all out to get us! :eek:

And they know that we know.....................

heartbreak_star

I'm female and I don't understand most of it! You would all HATE my house!

Cutlery air dries and gets chucked in the appropriate compartment - knives, forks, spoons (all sizes) and other stuff.

Underwear, tights and socks get chucked in a drawer. Clothes get put on hangers and hung up in no particular order.

Those of you who won't let "wet" and "dry" food touch...where's the fun in a curry unless you can mix all the rice in with the sauce?

I generally put lids back on things (habit) but if OH doesn't then whatever, it's his mess

Frozen food gets bunged in the freezer wherever it fits.

DVDs are on a bookshelf mixed in with books and games. Anything I read on a regular basis is on my Kindle anyway.

All the toiletries in the bathroom are either on the side of the bath or bunged on an undersink shelf unit.

The only rule with food is that OH cannot eat nuts and if he does he has to scrub his hands and face and thoroughly brush his teeth - but that's because I'm allergic.

Life truly is too short

HBS x

Domayne

I also keep thinking of more things! - perhaps we should start a grumpy bum club!!
The feel of velvet...for some reason, it gives me that 'someone walked over my grave' feeling...such a weird texture

his_missus

hazyjo wrote: »

You all keep reminding me of more lol.

I also have shelves/drawers for certain things in the freezer,

Perfectly acceptable and sane organisational skills which I agree with 100%

hazyjo wrote: »

I get in a mess with things like ice creams. Nobody else seems to. If I eat an oyster (ice cream) or a choc ice, I look like a 5 year old who's been at it.

My sister always chews the end off an ice cream cornet and "sucks" the ice cream out so it doesn't drip (she's 35)

Hubby drives me potty by not hanging towels back to dry properly and his socks always seem to fall next to the laundry bin not in it!

Dizzy_Ditzy

When I started reading this thread, I admit that I found some of the posts a bit weird

Then I got to thinking about my own idiosyncrasies

I always sit on the same seat on the bus TO work. Getting a seat on the way back is a miracle so it doesn't matter so much

I CANNOT allow my skin to touch anything on the bus. When I want to ring the bell, I press it with a piece of paper which goes in the bin on the way off. I am an expert bus surfer and not touch anything while it is still moving

My washing on the line all has to face the same way. Everything has to be hung a certain way. And the pegs have to all be the same colour for each garment- so a top would have two pink pegs, trousers two blue and so on.

Volumes have to be set at an even level, which is a nightmare on my bedroom tv as the perfect level is 13 :eek: 12 is too quiet and 14 is too much

I use a fork with my left hand.

I use a pool/snooker cue with my left hand. I'm right handed but using my right hand for that is like wearing shoes on the wrong feet

My shoes go on right first, as do my socks. I put my right leg through my knickers, leggings, trousers, jeans or tights. If I get it wrong I have to start again. I iron the right leg of trousers first too.

DVDs are one side of the unit watched, and the other side are yet to watch.

Towels have to hang correctly on the towel rail. Likewise, they have to be folded correctly in the cupboard.

I've been known to change the loo roll around in other people's houses because it's on the wrong way round. It HAS to be over the top not from the back.

I'm going to stop now because I could probably fill an entire thread just to myself!

I'll check back in later though

Thanks for making me feel better about my weirdnesses

barbiedoll

I'm very particular about my "work" handbag (I say handbag, it is currently a huge rucksack )

I keep everything that is vital to my life, in my bag. My phones, keys, money and cards, hairbrush, nail file, work diary and equipment, lots of pens and my make-up.....I know if it is in my bag, then it is "safe". I'm almost surgically attached to my bag, I even take it up to the bedroom when we go to bed!

I'm not organised in any way, shape or form. Grown men are scared of my handbag, it's like one of those sinkholes, where things just disappear out of sight. But no matter how messy or disorganised my bag is, I know that everything important is in there and I can find it if I need it.

Of course, what this means in reality is that I waste hours of my life, scrabbling around in my bag for my last chewing gum, my mum's housekeys, my favourite black eyeliner, the receipt for the top that I bought two weeks ago that doesn't fit, etc etc etc.

My mum once bought me a beautiful bag with lots of pockets, compartments and zips. I spent hours sorting out my stuff and putting it in the new bag. I lasted less than a week with it, I couldn't find anything in it! :rotfl:

Funnily enough, when I go shopping, or even when I go out socially, I hardly ever take a handbag, despite having a wardrobe full of them. I carry everything in my pockets!

Faith177

Reading a few other posts I found some have same quirks as me.

I too have to scrape the topping from pizza and eat the base on its own and I have to eat the base with a knife and fork.

All my coat hangers have to hang the same way and the garments have to be hung in the same way.

I have hundreds of mugs with tigger on no-one is allowed to use them except me as I don't trust anyone with them and if they are on a certain carbinate then even I don't use them.

Oh and the post must be looked at as soon as I get in from work. If anyone takes in the post before I get in they MUST leave it on top of the cooker on the left hand bottom hob so as I walk into the kitchen I can grab it straight away