Just decided to list a few things that push me over the edge. Little, stupid things that no one else seems to notice. Feel free to add to the list.
· Florescent lights -- They buzz. They flicker. they brighten and dim. And that's when they're working properly.
· Perfume -- potpourri, scented candles, soaps, whatever; while some of it doesn't bother me, if it isn't a flower but smells like one, odds are I'd rather sniff mustard gas.
· Pop music -- repetitive, electronic, jarring, inescapable because it's everywhere. It's the audio version of a florescent overhead light with a bad ballast.
Even numbers -- I like odd numbers. I like prime numbers more. If there are three or five ice cubes in a glass, fine (actually five is fine; three is awesome). Two or four and I won't drink it. My skin crawls when I encounter even numbers of stairs, pictures on a wall, pages in a book, knocks on the door. I have to sleep an odd number of hours each night. [Seriously, that one's weird. If I wake up after six or eight hours, I'm still exhausted and have to sleep an extra hour. If I wake up after five or even three hours, I'm fine.]
There are more, and I might list some later, but I'm curious as to what kindsof things others here can't stand.
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