People think I am odd...

Oh yes, this too!

My H2B gets annoyed about that too. I don't care what lives where!

I'm so glad I'm not the only one who counts the lines in letters that make up words!!

haha!!

I love buttered white toast dipped in sugary tea.

I do this at work as well (and I know some of my colleagues do too). I hate having any of the numbers on my anaesthetic machine set to odd numbers which aren't 5. Some even numbers aren't nice either.

The other day I had a patient who I tried to ventilate with a pressure setting of 12 - not enough. Tried 14 - too much. So I had to ventilate them on 13 for the whole operation and every time I looked at the machine it made me uncomfortable!

I do exactly the same thing with the volume on the remote control. When I fill up with petrol, I also try my hardest to end on a pound. It's completely irrational but it upsets me when I end up 1p over that.

Me too, If I end up a penny over I'll go to an even number

I do this too!! Also a bit wierd, when I think, its in a scottish accent. I was born in cornwall but moved when I was 6 weeks old to Scotland for 6 years and think that might be why, or just, because Im mental?!

I also have to have jars and bottle sfacing the front, and cant stand going to be on a night with anything left round the sink but the soap. OH constantly leaves facewash and shaving foam on the side. PUT IT AWAY!!

Also cant stand squelchy eating noises. FFIL is terrible when eating anything bready or doughy, the sound makes me want to gag.

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I've never heard of this before. Totally puzzling. Why would your vocal accent revert to English (which I presume it did), but your inner monologue stay as Scottish? That's totally bizarre, in a wonderful way. Have you ever met anyone else who's said the same thing?

This is completely amazing! I have always thought that my odd habits were dirty little secrets never to be shared lest people see me for the weirdo I really am. And now it seems that we all have some idiosynchracity of sorts.

Interesting to find out if some of you know where they stem from? An abusive relationship means I can never be in a room with the door shut yet at the same time can't cope with any open drawers or cupboard doors.

OoH bad spelling. Naughty iipad.

Feeling much more normal after reading some of these. My cupboards and shelves have to be organised. OH gave up trying to work out my system long ago and we now have a happy compromise whereby he leaves everything out, and I put it where I want it. Much less stressful for us both than me getting upset because he's put things in the wrong place.

Books are alphabestised by author, except non fiction which is also sub categorised by topic before alphabetisation. Dvds are alphabetised my title, Cds are alphabetised by artist (various artist albums cause me major stress).

By far the worst has to be my wardrobe. Clothing is divided into categories: dresses, trousers, skirts, jackets, jumpers, blouses, tshirts, vests. These are then subdivided where needed by length into shrt, mid and long sections(eg, dress length, sleeve length of blouses or leg length of trousers/cropped trousers/shorts), then, as if that wasn't enough items are hung within each subdivison in colour through the spectrum, white at the left, through reds, yellows, greens, blues, purples, browns and finishing with black at the right. Pattered items are hung according to the dominant colour in the pattern. I have done this sinceci was a teen.when I lived at home my mum could nevrr work out how I knew instantly exactly which items of my clothing she had borrowed. It was because she hadn't worked out the system, and to me, anything put back in the wrong place stands out a mile.

Same here! I find it reassuring that most people seem to have OCD tendencies of some sort. I do organise my clothes in a similar way, although I'm not quite as exacting about it.

Maltesers are vile!

Glad to see I am not the only one with some quirks!

The sound of somone whistling makes my stomach turn over. I know most people get judders for nails on a blackboard for example. I get that feeling from whistling and it doesn't need to go on for more than a few seconds to make me physically sick. Friends and family know to turn off the radio if a whistling song comes on after a spectacular driving incident where I wasn't paying any attention at all to the music but was deep in conversation. Clearly my subconscious knew because in the same fraction of a second I realised that 'Don't worry be happy' was almost finished I was exceptionally sick; clothes, steering wheel, dashboard everything.

At work I am considered odd as if anyone whistles i just yell 'no whistling' along the corridor and there's a note on the fridge in the coffee room. I'm sure they think that it's an etiquette thing, which of course it is, but I really do not want to puke on someone at work.

I love hearing about others quirks.

I don't drink tea or coffee. I can only eat onions if I can't see/tell what they are - my partner has to blitz them in the blender when he cooks.

I have to eat my food separately & in order of preference leaving my favorites bits til last.

No, no that's not the order, it's purple (perhaps even put those in the bin as I don't like anything blackcurranty) yellow, green, red and orange.

I hate milk as it leaves me wanting to blow bubbles with the amount of mucus it makes in my mouth...it's disgusting.

I can't put my glasses on until I've washed my face and put my make up on. The thought makes me feel ill.