I’m not crazy I just lay everything on the table and am brutally honest. I was on a job interview a week ago and the General Manager asked, what I think, is a silly question: “Why do you want this job?” I told the truth “Because right now you are doing it all wrong.”
I have OCD, clinically diagnosed, and that’s no secret to those that know me. I’m an expert at making eggs sunny side up. I have to eat around the yolk because I need to put the entire unbroken yolk in my mouth at once…told ya life with me is a day at the fun house.
I wasn’t blessed with a hairless body and sometimes there is a need to shave portions of my back. Let me tell you there is no way to look cool and attempt to remove these unwanted patches. I swear I’m gonna dislocate my shoulder one of these days.
I floss with dental tape (not floss) at least five times a day and I think the feeling of a Q-Tip with warm water in my ear is one of the greatest feelings in the world.
It bothers me when people on morning TV say “As you head out the door this morning….”—-where else are you gonna vacate your home? Ya gonna rappel down the side of your house from your second story window?
I love the smell of a magic marker. I believe you need to have Glass Plus within reach at all times. I have a King Size bed with a sleep number mattress…..I don’t sleep in my bed. I sleep on the couch and MUST have a TV on 24 hours a day.
I really get pissed when someone is mean to an older person. Old people have knowledge….talk to them…they have many answers we seek.
I have never owned a bathrobe and I never will unless I decide to go after a black belt in karate. When I see televised arm wrestling I assume those that are watching are never gonna be able to split an atom.
I live alone so I spend most of my day in my boxers…..only bad thing about that is Tuesday and Friday nights when I wheel out my garbage….sorry neighbors…just look away.
I could go on…but ya just might think I’m crazy.