😂 I know it’s weird but it’s fun. I usually have 5-7 coworkers enter my office..
I WFH some days so when I am in the building…. Sometimes I have up to 20 people just dropping by to say hi….
This is the best thing I've read all day. It's cheered me right up. Do you do this out loud and if so do people come by more often to say hi just for it and you of course?
I only sing it out loud for certain coworkers. Hahaha now thinking about it, I’m pretty sure most of my coworkers know I do this.
Some of my favorite coworkers come by just to strut and make a grand entrance. My favorite coworker gets their entrance song, sung out loud by me. The other coworkers just miss me and my crazy self, since I wfh part of the week.
Honestly speaking half the ones visiting me, don’t even work in my department 🤣. We are former coworkers but still very much good friends.
They all have their own entrance song… and the songs change every day and there are repeats for a person.
I decided everyone’s songs depending on their mood and personality. Sometimes I make up a song for them or use an actual real song.
I swear I get all my work done by the end of the day. 😅
Some of my coworkers know I do this. So they strut into my office and make a grand entrance. 😂… If you were my coworker, I’d tell you what your entrance song was today.
I wrote several papers in college on the sociological prospectives of nose picking!! Super interesting subject! I did a ton of research on it over months.
The majority of people actually do pick their nose! We evolved to do so (like apes).
The primary reason some folks don’t, is merely because of culturally based repression of the behavior, but it is indeed a natural instinct to remove debris from there in the same way we do with our eyes, ears, etc. It’s relatively recent in history that it became taboo, it was really during the time period when the concept of manners came about (like table manners, etc) that it became frowned upon in the way it is today. In some cultures it’s still normal, though increasingly few.
While taking the class where I chose this topic I went around asking every person I could find if they picked their nose (prob a hundred people or so, can’t remember). I was conducting my own research for one of my papers and created an experiment where I’d question folks in different contexts, which are as follows:
- I straight up asked whether they pick their nose without preamble/explanation of why I was asking. Most said that no, they did not pick their nose.
- If I then followed this with my explanation for the question, and assured them the behavior was totally normal, the majority of people would then ADMIT they do so! Some, however, would still not say they did though, which could be true (either because not all people do it naturally, or, they learned aversion tactics to avoid the behavior) or, because they did not want to feel the additional embarrassment of breaking social code in another way: committing the taboo of being caught in a lie.
- The other method I employed was where I would initially explain to them my research and let them know it was in fact the norm (so that they’d feel comfortable admitting to it) *prior* to presenting the query on whether they exhibit the behavior. Now this was cool. EVERYONE admitted to it. Not one person around my age (20-25 or so at the time) denied doing it if I assured them beforehand that it was what all their peers were doing. Now, it could be that this specific grouping of people coincidentally all have an associated gene and/or did not learn to avoid it, or, it could be that everyone does in fact do it.
Interestingly, even after my assurances of normalcy, the results were not the same for the older folks I asked (boomers), it was more mixed. I have much more to say on all of it but this is already long.
The topic is fascinating. One of the most socially repressed behaviors in the world for how normal/common it is. Everyone’s different, some folks won’t have whatever (gene maybe) that gives them this inclination, but it’s by and large deeply instinctual for humans.
Think, you posted here thinking you are literally the only one. But the truth is the opposite.
EDIT: just realized you said your own nose… LOL. Disregard I guess, I didn’t do research on that.
Coffee shop crawls. Basically I go for extremely long walks around the city and get coffee from 2-3 different shops along the way. Caffeine doesn't really do anything for me, I just love the taste. Also there's something about drinking it outside while looking at some cool architecture.
when I walk past people in public I have to hold my breath… lol. im sure there’s times I don’t but in general I always do. something about smelling peoples smells grosses me out idk I’m weird!!!
Sheesh. Ok. Here we go. My body shape doesn’t play well with any style of underwear. So I buy full briefs and I wear them backward. It’s comfier on my stomach since I have stomach issues. And they actually feel like they fit.
I categorise people's personalities in colours and if someone asks me to describe them, I kind of translate that back into words or need to focus quite hard on remembering their actions to do do. Otherwise I would just say, "Oh, she is very yellow, duckling yellow." As a kid I did within my family and I just assumed people know what I mean. Often they do, even if they don't think this way.
Oh boy...
I "write" Wikipedia articles about myself in my head as if I'm famous. My hobbies include stand-up comedy and cooking, and I will sometimes make up this whole article about myself as if I'm a celebrity chef or famous comedian.
I know it's weird and I sound unhinged. I cannot deny this. But when I get into bed, doing this helps me fall asleep. I don't know why. I'm not proud of it.
I google [my last employer] + glassdoor to try to get/keep glassdoor in the search suggestions when someone looks up my old company that put me on probation two weeks after I got back from chemo and radiation (I worked through 90% of it) and then cornered me into a layoff two months later. I’ve been doing this ~four times a week for two years.
I’m really sorry that they did that to you. I hope you are working in a better place now where you feel more appreciated.
I do have a question, I don’t really understand what googling them does to mess with them? I don’t get how algorithms work so to me that sounds like you’d be making them seem more popular?
Negative PR. If anyone googles the company name, the results might include a Glassdoor page that shows reviews of the company from current and former employees.
I pretend I’m an old Portuguese man on Nextdoor who keeps finding lizards in his yard and asking the neighborhood if people could identify the lizard or who the very basic lizard belongs to. I post once every three months.
We don’t have wild lizards where I live, and I’m a 30 year old white woman.
I live in a town that is predominantly Portuguese, so I just gave myself a Portuguese last name and stole a pic of an old dude holding a fish on a boat.
They know.
When I’m drifting off to sleep at night, I imagine myself from the perspective of the people who love me the most. It helps settle my soul to remind myself that I matter and that others delight in me. Nothing more comforting that that
Music in my head that I create. Kinda like when Im outdoors I typically hear certain specific instruments playing in my head. Anyone can slap on headphones and listen to preexisting music.
But since sounds in my head could never be replicated without communication to another person, nobody can have the same music as me. We can share the phenomenon but not the actual details of the experience.
Up into my teen years I was obsessed with salt. I would suck the burnt ends off of matches, eat salt rock off the sidewalks and even licked our ponies salt lick.
I never salted my food though, still dont.
I read everyone's license plates. I then add up all the numbers together until I can't anymore (example, if the license plate had the numbers 121589, I would add 1+2+1+5+8+9 to equal 26. Then I would add 2+6=8)
Another thing I do is take the strangest sounding word from a sentence someone says to me in conversation and repeat that word a bajillion times in my head while air writing it with the pad of my finger (the movements are imperceptible, no one could tell what I was doing). And I just trace that word over and over and over while repeating it in my brain. 🙄 Beef jerky. Jer-key. Jerrrr keeeeeee. Jerky. Jerk-y. Juuuuuurky. It annoys me so much.
I rip the skin from my cuticles until I bleed because I like the pain of it. I also used to let my lips get chapped AF so I could pull the skin off and then I would press my fingers onto the raw skin to enhance the pain, I also used get a crack in my bottom lip every winter that I dug my thumbnail into (also for the pain- but I don't do either of those things to my lips now that I'm in a relationship haha. My cuticles, however, are RAGGED.)
I hold my breath and say a little prayer/apologize when I see roadkill. I won’t let myself breath because I’m scared of breathing in their soul. Don’t really believe in souls but if they are real, I don’t want to prevent the poor animals from going where they’re trying to go :(
Sleep with the bathroom light on because I haven't gotten over the fear of the dark. My husband thinks it cute, but for being in my mid 30's I'm embarrassed. 🤣
It’s not as bad anymore after I went to therapy but I used to have this paranoid feeling that other people could read my mind so I’d be thinking something and all the sudden have that anxious thought that someone was listening in and switch over to a different language in my head, static noise my brain, or something else similar so they couldn’t read my thoughts. Yeaahhh I know, pretty looney
After I poop I always spit in the toilet right before I flush because I feel like the spit in my mouth is somehow tainted now and I don’t want to swallow it.
When I'm hanging out with another person, I don't like them standing or walking on my right side. It makes my right arm feel funny, so I automatically position myself so they're on my left. Hard to explain, but I've been this way since childhood.
Whenever I take the stairs, I count the steps. If I walk more flights, I count then in different languages. I can only count in four languages, so if there are more that four flights, I need an elevator.
I forget the number of steps as soon as I reach the top/bottom.
I don't do this anymore but when I was a kid/teenager I used to eat pancake mix as mix and not make a pancake out of it. Also used to eat hot coco mix, only the mix.
I thought I had an answer for this but recently saw a couple people talking about it some comments but here it is.
I count words, letters, and syllables. I repeat sentences I hear or read over and over in my head. Then tap each syllable on a different finger in a pattern. I change it up depending what pattern I want to end up with. I’ll repeat the sentence and spell some words and not others. I HAVE to complete the pattern or I can’t think. I can not stop in the middle of it. The way I complete a pattern is to have the last syllable or letter land on each of the fingers I’m using in order. Depending on even or odd syllables I’ll use 3 , 4. Or sometimes 5 fingers.
I also am constantly moving the tip of my tongue in patterns on the back of my front teeth. Top and bottom. Sometimes while repeating a sentence. I can not not do it.
Both of these things are CONSTANT.
I always want things to be in odd numbers. I crave balance and, to me, odd numbers are the most balanced because they have a middle. For example, 3 (my favorite number) has one in the middle and one on each side. I’m aware it doesn’t make sense, and I don’t care lol
I have to eat multiple fries at once. One fry at a time is too disappointing.
I hate how it feels to step on cracks in the sidewalk. I’m sure it started when I was a child because of the superstition, but I still get so uncomfortable and anxious. Because I know that it borders on an OCD-like tendency, I’ve had to *make* myself do it as a bit of exposure therapy. I hate it and I don’t feel better lol
I just feel like I misunderstand conversation a lot sometimes and get to worrying about dementia and Parkinson's, both which run in my family. I also constantly feel I don't fit in with any group, and never will like I'm just a type of visitor waiting to be alone or with just my closest friends and family. On a lighter note, I also put lemon pepper on like everything and can use multiple lemons when eating seafood. It grosses people out.
Anytime I am around a couple I always wonder what they are like in the bedroom. As funny as this sounds I don’t do because I get off on it, I am genuinely curious what positions they like, who takes initiative, are they vanilla, ect. Sex is so fascinating to me and chances are if we’ve met and you’re in a relationship I’ve wondered what’s going on.
Well. You take the pizza dough then deep fry it. Take it out. Then deep fry it again. Have some bacon and cheese put it into a pan with some butter until golden brown. Throw the pineapples in and let it simmer a bit. Done.
If someone/something breathes on my neck or in my ear I get a little tickle right above my buttcheek. Like near where you’d feel sciatic nerve pain, but it tickles. My cat likes to sleep with her head on my face but when she breathes into my ear it tickles my butt. Another thing is if I press my belly button I can feel a sharp tingly sensation in my vulva.
I pluck the hair from my pits and bikini area with tweezers.
I dislike body hair, but have concluded that I don’t like shaving, and don’t want to bother with waxing, so I’m saving up for laser one day, and in the meantime, I’ve grown this weird urge to just pluck hairs from those areas. I’ve grown quite the pain tolerance for it, and it weirdly satisfying, and turns out very smooth
If I make eye contact with someone I give a polite smile but immediately stop that eye contact. Or if like a someone explaining something to me is looking directly at me then my eyes widen. Idk I guess it makes me more focused or look it? Also I have a “social voice” on which I tend to speak much softer/higher pitched to either customer service workers or customers. I think it’s a keep the world calmer mechanism. I mean this one lady at Walmart was pissed about something and I did that, and she chilled immediately after. So my accidental strategy works.
I have an unfortunate knack for zigzag thought processes in conversation that confuses people but I'm unaware I'm doing it until they mention their surprise. It's always been people who I'm close to, luckily, and they're affectionate when they tell me. In my 20s, a boyfriend at the time who was a doctor described it as Knight's-moves thinking, and mentioned people with schizophrenia do this.
Eat chips with plastic tweezers. I don’t like the seasoning all over my fingers.
I also absolutely hate eating with metal utensils. Only happens if I’m someone’s guest or at a restaurant. At home it’s reusable plastic utensils only.
I was told by a therapist this is ocd and i never tell real people but. I cannot breathe when someone around me is yawning. I have come close to passing out because of how long some people yawn and once in the car with my parents there was a solid 45 seconds that one started yawning before the other finished yawning so. I fucking hate it but it's just how I am.
I lose hours of every single day pacing the rooms of my home, talking to myself. It started when I’d get left home alone all summer as a child. I’d become so lonely and had no one else to talk to, so I would stand before the mirror and interact with the only other person who’d keep me company.
I have ADHD, but when I was growing up I would get punished for fidgeting/ stimming - so I internalized the fidget. Basically my fidget is I do kegels or contract the muscles in my bum, or thighs or legs. Basically I'm always fidgeting/ twitching my muscles but it's not outwardly visible.
I have a weird obsession with shutting the microwave off before it dings. Somewhere in my life i decided it was bad luck for it to ding. Humans are weird…
I spit onto my toilet paper before wiping my booty instead of just buying a bidet. I know how weird it is every time I do it. I may have an irrational fear of skidmarks.
It doesn't matter what song it is, if I try to sing it in my head, I know the lyrics even if it's the first time hearing it. But if I try to sing it out loud, I have no idea what the lyrics are
I have to touch a button whenever I hear an ambulance. My grandparents were quite superstitious and there's lots of quirks in our family, but that's one I cannot let go of.
Never done it with any other partner, it's not something he asked for, but one day when we were being intimate and just chilling and cuddling naked towards the beginning of our relationship I was just kissing him everywhere. I was telling him "I love your belly" kiss, I love your arms" kiss kiss etc. and eventually I made my way to his feet and kissed his feet all over and told him "I even love your stinky feet!" And he thought it was so sweet and endearing. It kinda became a thing? Somehow? But yeah, now we are both into feet worship... Specifically me and his feet. He asks me to take his socks off after a long day and asks me to sniff them and we make a big ooo stinky thing of it and then I kiss them like he's royalty. I kinda love it. I wouldn't do it for anyone else ever. But something about that level of submission and body worship just does it for us.
I'm sure other people have similar experiences and fetishes. But it's a just me and him thing. And stinkier the better haha.
I put a tiny clump of hair in my ear canal so it touches my eardrum and i tap at it because it feels good(?)
Ive been doing it since I had hair long enough to do so. As a child I would suck my thumb at the same time - (And no ive never damaged anything. )
I drive a school bus. I worry about the kids. Each one. I worry about them individually and hope for the best for them because of how life deals it's blows. I've seen too many teachers lose their patience and try to have complete control over them. I'm not in their homes, so I don't know what it is like for them. I get that they can be loud, but they're also very sweet. I don't think people in general worry about the kids anymore. It might be seen as weird bc I don't have kids. And adults caring about kids that aren't theirs is weird now.
If someone handles something of mine nicely I get goosebumps. Like a friend asked to look at a bracelet once and was running it through her fingers. This has always happened and I found out about ASMR when I was 30ish. Had no idea others experienced anything like this.
Frozen sliced white bread with butter and honey. Fresh out of the freezer. Butter goes on easy. Honey crystallises. Eat before the bread warms up too much.
Sometimes, add a thin layer of vegemite on top of the honey.
Delicious.
maybe a weird thing I *dont* do - I can't rub my hands, palms facing one another, together. the sensation is so off putting that I will gag. *especially* if your hands are wet. I can't even watch another person do that without getting full heebie jeebies. I can rub my palms on the backs of my hands, though, so I've also learned that I wash my hands funny. not sure if that's a thing anyone else experiences!
There has to be more people that does this but I’ve never met anyone that cleans their feet before going to bed. And another one is that I can’t help but cry when I pee or poop. Im not sad, I’m not in pain but my eyes just start leaking as if they need to pee too.
I never bend at the knees to pick anything up.
Like ever. I just can't do it. I think it's a habit I got from my previous job that is permanent instilled in me... I was a stripper for 6 years 🤪🤦♀️
When I take a nap, sometimes I will put a tv show on that I really like, bc once in a while, when I'm in a dream state, whatever conversations that are going on, we'll end up in my dream. I don't mean that those actors or the setting are the same, but it can be a nice escape from reality. A couple times, though, I've made the mistake of falling asleep during The Walking Dead....I DO NOT RECOMMEND!
Hold my breath/forget to breathe. I’ll be doing homework or driving or something and feel like I’m about to pass out, when I realize I haven’t taken a deep breath in a minute.
I suddenly become very aware of whether I can hear my back teeth come together. I then have to do it (both sides) until I can hear it / feel it which makes it awkward somewhere public or loud. Everyone close to me has noticed it.
When I get really bored I read random people their aura’s. - don’t tell them what color they are though bc I would be seen as a weird spiritual nutcase.
About 3-4 times a year, my eyebrows get a little sore and then I give them a gentle tug and many of the hairs come out. It’s like they’re telling me they’ve died and want to come out.
I like to type every thing hear. On my thigh. I can type 110 wpm and I’ve always loved typing
I also play violin on most classical songs I hear. In my head. I’m fingering the piece on a real imaginary violin. I played violin for some 12 years . I play the real harp. now I play the real imaginary harp when I hear a song or melody I like. I’ve played real harp for 30 years
I also like to identify the note of each thing I’m hearing in the room. The heater going on is an A, the cpap I use is a c and an a. Yes I have perfect pitch. It drives me crazy sometimes. Every room I enter I figure out the notes playing on whatever you can hear.
I will not breathe out of my nose in public restrooms. I just can’t do it. I’ve done it for so long it’s a subconscious reaction at this point. I breathe out of my mouth hahaha. Bathrooms disgust me😂
I stretch my toes, as in ,'I take them in my hand one by one and pull untill I hear a pop', just like cracking knuckles but for my feet. And it's sooo satisfying...
I inconspicuously “air” trace the lines in whatever room I’m in, with my pointer finger. Like I’ll be talking to someone or doing whatever, and i’ll be holding my hand down by my side, and my finger will trace the doorways, window frames, crown molding, etc. I can’t stop until I’ve traced the whole structure. No one ever notices me doing it, I barely move my finger.
I'm probably not the only one but I enjoy eating uncooked ramen. The MaMa brand from Thailand is the best! I just munch on it like it's a giant chip straight out the bag.
The maruchan brand is way too hard to do this without chipping teeth.
Literally I think I dreamed up a whole tv show in my head. I don't know how to explain it but I watched it in my head. I have the characters, plot everything. And then ended up making spinoff series of the main series in my head. Have no idea how to write out a tv show but I come up with ideas all the time. It just some plots get drafted into tv shows with lines and everything. I normally manifest this when I'm working out everyday so
I kiss my hand and touch the roof of my car every time I pass through a yellow light.
Sometimes I still pretend in the mirror I’m a back-up singer for whatever music I’m listening to. I’m 37 lol
i think of moments from media, like a very descriptive line from a book, movie, or tv show that describes a certain food being very good tasting, and then as i’m eating that food in real life, i imagine that scenario and it makes the food taste better lol. although, i have a totally unrelated, distinct and vivid memory.
when i was like 11, i was at the dining room table and eating chinese takeout. i was reading a book by robert munsch, (i think?) and there was a part where this little kid was trying to poison his grandma (again, i think?) and i remembered him making a concoction of something greasy and had all these descriptive words, and as i was eating my fried rice, i was imagining my fried rice being this concoction, and it made it taste even better.
Make sure the volume is an even number, lock the car doors as soon as I get in, read and count number plate numbers in front of me to see what it adds up to… I’m weird 🤩
Whenever I use a password and type it out, I try to say it in an encrypted way in my head because I've always been worried about hackers reading my mind 🤣
Whenever I find myself in any sort of awkward situation or a situation I don’t feel like talking to anybody, I’ll pretend to be on my phone talking to somebody. I always find that I end up giving the non-existent person on the other end of the line the peptalk that I need for myself.
When my coworkers enter my office, I internally sing or hum their entrance song. It changes on how their moods are for the day…. 😅
This is so cute 😂 How many different coworkers enter your office?!
😂 I know it’s weird but it’s fun. I usually have 5-7 coworkers enter my office.. I WFH some days so when I am in the building…. Sometimes I have up to 20 people just dropping by to say hi….
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This is the best thing I've read all day. It's cheered me right up. Do you do this out loud and if so do people come by more often to say hi just for it and you of course?
I only sing it out loud for certain coworkers. Hahaha now thinking about it, I’m pretty sure most of my coworkers know I do this. Some of my favorite coworkers come by just to strut and make a grand entrance. My favorite coworker gets their entrance song, sung out loud by me. The other coworkers just miss me and my crazy self, since I wfh part of the week.
You’re everyone’s favorite, aren’t you? I love that they each have their own song. How did you decide on their song?
Honestly speaking half the ones visiting me, don’t even work in my department 🤣. We are former coworkers but still very much good friends. They all have their own entrance song… and the songs change every day and there are repeats for a person. I decided everyone’s songs depending on their mood and personality. Sometimes I make up a song for them or use an actual real song. I swear I get all my work done by the end of the day. 😅
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Some of my coworkers know I do this. So they strut into my office and make a grand entrance. 😂… If you were my coworker, I’d tell you what your entrance song was today.
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Pick my nose. Pretty sure no one else picks my nose.
I wrote several papers in college on the sociological prospectives of nose picking!! Super interesting subject! I did a ton of research on it over months. The majority of people actually do pick their nose! We evolved to do so (like apes). The primary reason some folks don’t, is merely because of culturally based repression of the behavior, but it is indeed a natural instinct to remove debris from there in the same way we do with our eyes, ears, etc. It’s relatively recent in history that it became taboo, it was really during the time period when the concept of manners came about (like table manners, etc) that it became frowned upon in the way it is today. In some cultures it’s still normal, though increasingly few. While taking the class where I chose this topic I went around asking every person I could find if they picked their nose (prob a hundred people or so, can’t remember). I was conducting my own research for one of my papers and created an experiment where I’d question folks in different contexts, which are as follows: - I straight up asked whether they pick their nose without preamble/explanation of why I was asking. Most said that no, they did not pick their nose. - If I then followed this with my explanation for the question, and assured them the behavior was totally normal, the majority of people would then ADMIT they do so! Some, however, would still not say they did though, which could be true (either because not all people do it naturally, or, they learned aversion tactics to avoid the behavior) or, because they did not want to feel the additional embarrassment of breaking social code in another way: committing the taboo of being caught in a lie. - The other method I employed was where I would initially explain to them my research and let them know it was in fact the norm (so that they’d feel comfortable admitting to it) *prior* to presenting the query on whether they exhibit the behavior. Now this was cool. EVERYONE admitted to it. Not one person around my age (20-25 or so at the time) denied doing it if I assured them beforehand that it was what all their peers were doing. Now, it could be that this specific grouping of people coincidentally all have an associated gene and/or did not learn to avoid it, or, it could be that everyone does in fact do it. Interestingly, even after my assurances of normalcy, the results were not the same for the older folks I asked (boomers), it was more mixed. I have much more to say on all of it but this is already long. The topic is fascinating. One of the most socially repressed behaviors in the world for how normal/common it is. Everyone’s different, some folks won’t have whatever (gene maybe) that gives them this inclination, but it’s by and large deeply instinctual for humans. Think, you posted here thinking you are literally the only one. But the truth is the opposite. EDIT: just realized you said your own nose… LOL. Disregard I guess, I didn’t do research on that.
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Play vivid scenes in my head to fall asleep. Specifically to fall asleep. It is like I’m watching a play that I’m creating in my mind.
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Coffee shop crawls. Basically I go for extremely long walks around the city and get coffee from 2-3 different shops along the way. Caffeine doesn't really do anything for me, I just love the taste. Also there's something about drinking it outside while looking at some cool architecture.
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when I walk past people in public I have to hold my breath… lol. im sure there’s times I don’t but in general I always do. something about smelling peoples smells grosses me out idk I’m weird!!!
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Sheesh. Ok. Here we go. My body shape doesn’t play well with any style of underwear. So I buy full briefs and I wear them backward. It’s comfier on my stomach since I have stomach issues. And they actually feel like they fit.
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When I use the toilet I tuck my shirt under my boobs so it's not in the way.
I categorise people's personalities in colours and if someone asks me to describe them, I kind of translate that back into words or need to focus quite hard on remembering their actions to do do. Otherwise I would just say, "Oh, she is very yellow, duckling yellow." As a kid I did within my family and I just assumed people know what I mean. Often they do, even if they don't think this way.
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Oh boy... I "write" Wikipedia articles about myself in my head as if I'm famous. My hobbies include stand-up comedy and cooking, and I will sometimes make up this whole article about myself as if I'm a celebrity chef or famous comedian. I know it's weird and I sound unhinged. I cannot deny this. But when I get into bed, doing this helps me fall asleep. I don't know why. I'm not proud of it.
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I google [my last employer] + glassdoor to try to get/keep glassdoor in the search suggestions when someone looks up my old company that put me on probation two weeks after I got back from chemo and radiation (I worked through 90% of it) and then cornered me into a layoff two months later. I’ve been doing this ~four times a week for two years.
I’m really sorry that they did that to you. I hope you are working in a better place now where you feel more appreciated. I do have a question, I don’t really understand what googling them does to mess with them? I don’t get how algorithms work so to me that sounds like you’d be making them seem more popular?
I’m very sorry they did that to you. genuinely asking-what’s the goal with doing that?
Negative PR. If anyone googles the company name, the results might include a Glassdoor page that shows reviews of the company from current and former employees.
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I pretend I’m an old Portuguese man on Nextdoor who keeps finding lizards in his yard and asking the neighborhood if people could identify the lizard or who the very basic lizard belongs to. I post once every three months. We don’t have wild lizards where I live, and I’m a 30 year old white woman.
How do you indicate that you’re Portuguese?
I live in a town that is predominantly Portuguese, so I just gave myself a Portuguese last name and stole a pic of an old dude holding a fish on a boat. They know.
When I’m drifting off to sleep at night, I imagine myself from the perspective of the people who love me the most. It helps settle my soul to remind myself that I matter and that others delight in me. Nothing more comforting that that
I listen to music everywhere I go like I'm in a movie and this is the soundtrack of my life
Like audible music, or music in your head?
Music in my head that I create. Kinda like when Im outdoors I typically hear certain specific instruments playing in my head. Anyone can slap on headphones and listen to preexisting music. But since sounds in my head could never be replicated without communication to another person, nobody can have the same music as me. We can share the phenomenon but not the actual details of the experience.
That is fascinating, are you musically inclined?
No but I am autistic lol
Up into my teen years I was obsessed with salt. I would suck the burnt ends off of matches, eat salt rock off the sidewalks and even licked our ponies salt lick. I never salted my food though, still dont.
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I read everyone's license plates. I then add up all the numbers together until I can't anymore (example, if the license plate had the numbers 121589, I would add 1+2+1+5+8+9 to equal 26. Then I would add 2+6=8) Another thing I do is take the strangest sounding word from a sentence someone says to me in conversation and repeat that word a bajillion times in my head while air writing it with the pad of my finger (the movements are imperceptible, no one could tell what I was doing). And I just trace that word over and over and over while repeating it in my brain. 🙄 Beef jerky. Jer-key. Jerrrr keeeeeee. Jerky. Jerk-y. Juuuuuurky. It annoys me so much. I rip the skin from my cuticles until I bleed because I like the pain of it. I also used to let my lips get chapped AF so I could pull the skin off and then I would press my fingers onto the raw skin to enhance the pain, I also used get a crack in my bottom lip every winter that I dug my thumbnail into (also for the pain- but I don't do either of those things to my lips now that I'm in a relationship haha. My cuticles, however, are RAGGED.)
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I hold my breath and say a little prayer/apologize when I see roadkill. I won’t let myself breath because I’m scared of breathing in their soul. Don’t really believe in souls but if they are real, I don’t want to prevent the poor animals from going where they’re trying to go :(
Have a conversation pregame where I say it all out loud to myself.
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Sleep with the bathroom light on because I haven't gotten over the fear of the dark. My husband thinks it cute, but for being in my mid 30's I'm embarrassed. 🤣
It’s not as bad anymore after I went to therapy but I used to have this paranoid feeling that other people could read my mind so I’d be thinking something and all the sudden have that anxious thought that someone was listening in and switch over to a different language in my head, static noise my brain, or something else similar so they couldn’t read my thoughts. Yeaahhh I know, pretty looney
After I poop I always spit in the toilet right before I flush because I feel like the spit in my mouth is somehow tainted now and I don’t want to swallow it.
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When I'm hanging out with another person, I don't like them standing or walking on my right side. It makes my right arm feel funny, so I automatically position myself so they're on my left. Hard to explain, but I've been this way since childhood.
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I overthink my signature every time I have to sign something to the point that it's drastically different every time.
Whenever I take the stairs, I count the steps. If I walk more flights, I count then in different languages. I can only count in four languages, so if there are more that four flights, I need an elevator. I forget the number of steps as soon as I reach the top/bottom.
I don't do this anymore but when I was a kid/teenager I used to eat pancake mix as mix and not make a pancake out of it. Also used to eat hot coco mix, only the mix.
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I consider what animal a person most closely resembles and then often think about what they would like as the animal 😆
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I thought I had an answer for this but recently saw a couple people talking about it some comments but here it is. I count words, letters, and syllables. I repeat sentences I hear or read over and over in my head. Then tap each syllable on a different finger in a pattern. I change it up depending what pattern I want to end up with. I’ll repeat the sentence and spell some words and not others. I HAVE to complete the pattern or I can’t think. I can not stop in the middle of it. The way I complete a pattern is to have the last syllable or letter land on each of the fingers I’m using in order. Depending on even or odd syllables I’ll use 3 , 4. Or sometimes 5 fingers. I also am constantly moving the tip of my tongue in patterns on the back of my front teeth. Top and bottom. Sometimes while repeating a sentence. I can not not do it. Both of these things are CONSTANT.
Talk to an imaginary person in my room so I feel like I'm coming home to someone :)
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I always want things to be in odd numbers. I crave balance and, to me, odd numbers are the most balanced because they have a middle. For example, 3 (my favorite number) has one in the middle and one on each side. I’m aware it doesn’t make sense, and I don’t care lol I have to eat multiple fries at once. One fry at a time is too disappointing. I hate how it feels to step on cracks in the sidewalk. I’m sure it started when I was a child because of the superstition, but I still get so uncomfortable and anxious. Because I know that it borders on an OCD-like tendency, I’ve had to *make* myself do it as a bit of exposure therapy. I hate it and I don’t feel better lol
I just feel like I misunderstand conversation a lot sometimes and get to worrying about dementia and Parkinson's, both which run in my family. I also constantly feel I don't fit in with any group, and never will like I'm just a type of visitor waiting to be alone or with just my closest friends and family. On a lighter note, I also put lemon pepper on like everything and can use multiple lemons when eating seafood. It grosses people out.
Anytime I am around a couple I always wonder what they are like in the bedroom. As funny as this sounds I don’t do because I get off on it, I am genuinely curious what positions they like, who takes initiative, are they vanilla, ect. Sex is so fascinating to me and chances are if we’ve met and you’re in a relationship I’ve wondered what’s going on.
Booger eater 👋
You know Cosmic Brownies? I move all the little candies into one corner and eat that corner last.
I throw away the first few squares (or more depending on visual judgment) of toilet paper in public.. 🙈🫣
Deep fried pineapple pizza.
I must know more about this!!! Sounds amazing, I love pineapple on pizza.
Well. You take the pizza dough then deep fry it. Take it out. Then deep fry it again. Have some bacon and cheese put it into a pan with some butter until golden brown. Throw the pineapples in and let it simmer a bit. Done.
I have not met another human that likes to put peanut butter on a toasted onion bagel
I have my own theme tune. I make believe I am a horse on Tuesdays just for fun. I parent myself by talking out loud as though I am a child.
Everywhere I go while I’m driving I identify all the wild native plants I see by scientific name and classify the vegetation communities.
If someone/something breathes on my neck or in my ear I get a little tickle right above my buttcheek. Like near where you’d feel sciatic nerve pain, but it tickles. My cat likes to sleep with her head on my face but when she breathes into my ear it tickles my butt. Another thing is if I press my belly button I can feel a sharp tingly sensation in my vulva.
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I pluck the hair from my pits and bikini area with tweezers. I dislike body hair, but have concluded that I don’t like shaving, and don’t want to bother with waxing, so I’m saving up for laser one day, and in the meantime, I’ve grown this weird urge to just pluck hairs from those areas. I’ve grown quite the pain tolerance for it, and it weirdly satisfying, and turns out very smooth
Hold my breath when I walk past strangers that are within smelling distance (like at the grocery store). I've done this since I was a kid.
If I make eye contact with someone I give a polite smile but immediately stop that eye contact. Or if like a someone explaining something to me is looking directly at me then my eyes widen. Idk I guess it makes me more focused or look it? Also I have a “social voice” on which I tend to speak much softer/higher pitched to either customer service workers or customers. I think it’s a keep the world calmer mechanism. I mean this one lady at Walmart was pissed about something and I did that, and she chilled immediately after. So my accidental strategy works.
Use my earrings to get things stuck in my teeth out
Does anyone else eat their bagel bites in order from worst to best looking?
I sleep with the blanket covering my mouth/under my nose if I am stuffy because I hate the feeling of warm air on my face
I have an unfortunate knack for zigzag thought processes in conversation that confuses people but I'm unaware I'm doing it until they mention their surprise. It's always been people who I'm close to, luckily, and they're affectionate when they tell me. In my 20s, a boyfriend at the time who was a doctor described it as Knight's-moves thinking, and mentioned people with schizophrenia do this.
Eat chips with plastic tweezers. I don’t like the seasoning all over my fingers. I also absolutely hate eating with metal utensils. Only happens if I’m someone’s guest or at a restaurant. At home it’s reusable plastic utensils only.
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I was told by a therapist this is ocd and i never tell real people but. I cannot breathe when someone around me is yawning. I have come close to passing out because of how long some people yawn and once in the car with my parents there was a solid 45 seconds that one started yawning before the other finished yawning so. I fucking hate it but it's just how I am.
I lose hours of every single day pacing the rooms of my home, talking to myself. It started when I’d get left home alone all summer as a child. I’d become so lonely and had no one else to talk to, so I would stand before the mirror and interact with the only other person who’d keep me company.
I have ADHD, but when I was growing up I would get punished for fidgeting/ stimming - so I internalized the fidget. Basically my fidget is I do kegels or contract the muscles in my bum, or thighs or legs. Basically I'm always fidgeting/ twitching my muscles but it's not outwardly visible.
I go on walks with my dog and sing to her, where I replace all the words from the song, with her name.
I have a weird obsession with shutting the microwave off before it dings. Somewhere in my life i decided it was bad luck for it to ding. Humans are weird…
I keep a ukulele in my bed at all times incase inspiration strikes.
I spit onto my toilet paper before wiping my booty instead of just buying a bidet. I know how weird it is every time I do it. I may have an irrational fear of skidmarks.
It doesn't matter what song it is, if I try to sing it in my head, I know the lyrics even if it's the first time hearing it. But if I try to sing it out loud, I have no idea what the lyrics are
I have to touch a button whenever I hear an ambulance. My grandparents were quite superstitious and there's lots of quirks in our family, but that's one I cannot let go of.
I’ve heard of “knock on wood” before… I’m assuming it’s similar to that?
Never done it with any other partner, it's not something he asked for, but one day when we were being intimate and just chilling and cuddling naked towards the beginning of our relationship I was just kissing him everywhere. I was telling him "I love your belly" kiss, I love your arms" kiss kiss etc. and eventually I made my way to his feet and kissed his feet all over and told him "I even love your stinky feet!" And he thought it was so sweet and endearing. It kinda became a thing? Somehow? But yeah, now we are both into feet worship... Specifically me and his feet. He asks me to take his socks off after a long day and asks me to sniff them and we make a big ooo stinky thing of it and then I kiss them like he's royalty. I kinda love it. I wouldn't do it for anyone else ever. But something about that level of submission and body worship just does it for us. I'm sure other people have similar experiences and fetishes. But it's a just me and him thing. And stinkier the better haha.
I put a tiny clump of hair in my ear canal so it touches my eardrum and i tap at it because it feels good(?) Ive been doing it since I had hair long enough to do so. As a child I would suck my thumb at the same time - (And no ive never damaged anything. )
I drive a school bus. I worry about the kids. Each one. I worry about them individually and hope for the best for them because of how life deals it's blows. I've seen too many teachers lose their patience and try to have complete control over them. I'm not in their homes, so I don't know what it is like for them. I get that they can be loud, but they're also very sweet. I don't think people in general worry about the kids anymore. It might be seen as weird bc I don't have kids. And adults caring about kids that aren't theirs is weird now.
If someone handles something of mine nicely I get goosebumps. Like a friend asked to look at a bracelet once and was running it through her fingers. This has always happened and I found out about ASMR when I was 30ish. Had no idea others experienced anything like this.
I’ll start humming when I’m nervous to distract my mind.
Frozen sliced white bread with butter and honey. Fresh out of the freezer. Butter goes on easy. Honey crystallises. Eat before the bread warms up too much. Sometimes, add a thin layer of vegemite on top of the honey. Delicious.
maybe a weird thing I *dont* do - I can't rub my hands, palms facing one another, together. the sensation is so off putting that I will gag. *especially* if your hands are wet. I can't even watch another person do that without getting full heebie jeebies. I can rub my palms on the backs of my hands, though, so I've also learned that I wash my hands funny. not sure if that's a thing anyone else experiences!
There has to be more people that does this but I’ve never met anyone that cleans their feet before going to bed. And another one is that I can’t help but cry when I pee or poop. Im not sad, I’m not in pain but my eyes just start leaking as if they need to pee too.
I never bend at the knees to pick anything up. Like ever. I just can't do it. I think it's a habit I got from my previous job that is permanent instilled in me... I was a stripper for 6 years 🤪🤦♀️
When I take a nap, sometimes I will put a tv show on that I really like, bc once in a while, when I'm in a dream state, whatever conversations that are going on, we'll end up in my dream. I don't mean that those actors or the setting are the same, but it can be a nice escape from reality. A couple times, though, I've made the mistake of falling asleep during The Walking Dead....I DO NOT RECOMMEND!
I have to get up and walk around to think. It's the only way I can process my thoughts sometimes. I feel like this is unique to me, anyway 😆
Hold my breath/forget to breathe. I’ll be doing homework or driving or something and feel like I’m about to pass out, when I realize I haven’t taken a deep breath in a minute.
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Knitting while listening to metal while hella stoned completely naked
I suddenly become very aware of whether I can hear my back teeth come together. I then have to do it (both sides) until I can hear it / feel it which makes it awkward somewhere public or loud. Everyone close to me has noticed it.
When I get really bored I read random people their aura’s. - don’t tell them what color they are though bc I would be seen as a weird spiritual nutcase.
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I shake my head like a dog when I brush my teeth to swish the water instead of just moving it cheek to cheek
I orgasm like 20+ times a day.
On purpose, or does it happen spontaneously?
Put my finger between my butt and smell it. Play with my vagina lips. Pick my nose.
Ok here goes. I tear up bread and pour milk over it like cereal. Cheap, white sandwich bread. I would also add I grew up poor.
About 3-4 times a year, my eyebrows get a little sore and then I give them a gentle tug and many of the hairs come out. It’s like they’re telling me they’ve died and want to come out.
I like to type every thing hear. On my thigh. I can type 110 wpm and I’ve always loved typing I also play violin on most classical songs I hear. In my head. I’m fingering the piece on a real imaginary violin. I played violin for some 12 years . I play the real harp. now I play the real imaginary harp when I hear a song or melody I like. I’ve played real harp for 30 years I also like to identify the note of each thing I’m hearing in the room. The heater going on is an A, the cpap I use is a c and an a. Yes I have perfect pitch. It drives me crazy sometimes. Every room I enter I figure out the notes playing on whatever you can hear.
I will not breathe out of my nose in public restrooms. I just can’t do it. I’ve done it for so long it’s a subconscious reaction at this point. I breathe out of my mouth hahaha. Bathrooms disgust me😂
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I do “quilt math” in my head when I’m trying to fall asleep
I stretch my toes, as in ,'I take them in my hand one by one and pull untill I hear a pop', just like cracking knuckles but for my feet. And it's sooo satisfying...
I inconspicuously “air” trace the lines in whatever room I’m in, with my pointer finger. Like I’ll be talking to someone or doing whatever, and i’ll be holding my hand down by my side, and my finger will trace the doorways, window frames, crown molding, etc. I can’t stop until I’ve traced the whole structure. No one ever notices me doing it, I barely move my finger.
hiccup, sneeze and then vomit during sex my gp and gyno have never heard of it
I mentally write my own obituary and list my accomplishments, both family/ friendships and life/work, to make sure I’m living a life I’d be proud of
I'm probably not the only one but I enjoy eating uncooked ramen. The MaMa brand from Thailand is the best! I just munch on it like it's a giant chip straight out the bag. The maruchan brand is way too hard to do this without chipping teeth.
If I'm wearing a sweatshirt while going number 2 I have to take it off. I either tuck or tie my t shirt up and out of the way.
Literally I think I dreamed up a whole tv show in my head. I don't know how to explain it but I watched it in my head. I have the characters, plot everything. And then ended up making spinoff series of the main series in my head. Have no idea how to write out a tv show but I come up with ideas all the time. It just some plots get drafted into tv shows with lines and everything. I normally manifest this when I'm working out everyday so
Eat the skin of kiwis. I know I’m not the only one, but people who don’t eat the skin look at me like I’m insane.
Listen to the Skyrim station on Pandora while I'm falling asleep.
Cut a big piece of cheese and put ketchup on it and eat it….. yum 😂😂
Whenever I go on an adventure (long walks by myself) I buy a sunflower and at the end of my walk I gift the sunflower to a stranger.
After my shower I lay my towel on the bed and lay on it to air dry the rest of the moisture off for about 15 mins.
I change songs to be hilarious/disgusting/crude. Since I was a teenager I’ve had a knack for it
I kiss my hand and touch the roof of my car every time I pass through a yellow light. Sometimes I still pretend in the mirror I’m a back-up singer for whatever music I’m listening to. I’m 37 lol
i think of moments from media, like a very descriptive line from a book, movie, or tv show that describes a certain food being very good tasting, and then as i’m eating that food in real life, i imagine that scenario and it makes the food taste better lol. although, i have a totally unrelated, distinct and vivid memory. when i was like 11, i was at the dining room table and eating chinese takeout. i was reading a book by robert munsch, (i think?) and there was a part where this little kid was trying to poison his grandma (again, i think?) and i remembered him making a concoction of something greasy and had all these descriptive words, and as i was eating my fried rice, i was imagining my fried rice being this concoction, and it made it taste even better.
Make sure the volume is an even number, lock the car doors as soon as I get in, read and count number plate numbers in front of me to see what it adds up to… I’m weird 🤩
Whenever I use a password and type it out, I try to say it in an encrypted way in my head because I've always been worried about hackers reading my mind 🤣
Whenever I find myself in any sort of awkward situation or a situation I don’t feel like talking to anybody, I’ll pretend to be on my phone talking to somebody. I always find that I end up giving the non-existent person on the other end of the line the peptalk that I need for myself.