Thursday, March 3, 2011

I Might Have Some Issues

Sometimes I wonder if I'm insane.  I hear voices in my head.  Not like "take the pen and jab it into her jugular to make her shut up" type voices...just annoying argumentative voices.  They kind of second guess me...like when I replace a roll of toilet paper - there's this little voice that says "do you really want it starting over instead of under Megan?"  It repeats this over and over and over and over and over again, so I turn it under to shut up crazy Megan, but then usually turn it back over just to annoy Megan...or myself...yeah...that *is* kind of insane.

I think I'm slightly OCD as well.  My version is not like Jack Nicholson's chararcter in As Good As It Gets; I don't have to wash my hands every three minutes with a new bar of soap.  Come to think of it, I do wash my hands a LOT, though...hmmm. 

Focus. 

See, my OCD is really only about public restrooms.  They repulse me, yes.  I don't like to poop in them, no.  These are pretty typical across the board feelings, though, right?  My deal is that I cannot leave my stall until it is clean.  This can present a problem.  And before you start wondering how the heck I clean old granny's poo explosion off the toilet and the walls - let me reassure you that I do have my limits.  So, yes, if you piss all over the seat, I will wipe that up for you.  If you've dropped tp all over the floor like some teething gerbil, I will pick that up for you.  If granny's poo explosion is present, I will simply not leave my stall until the line waiting for one has diminished.  This can take a while.  It's weird, yes, but I just can't handle someone thinking that the poo explosion, or the piss sprinkles, or the tp confetti is mine.  I will clean it up, so you will have an enjoyable public restroom experience.  If it's the stuff I don't touch, I will wait until the line is empty and then run like hell before someone comes in and sees what stall I exited from...after washing my hands for at least 30 seconds in HOT water thank you.

I guess it could be worse...wait til I tell you about my issue with spoons.