Fussy folks. The everyday things that make us insane.

[MsDemeanor]

Originally Posted by Lynn

Wearing wool is very difficult--it itches, feels weird, and just skeeves me out.

Wool is evil.

I'm not terribly fussy, but when I am fussy it's over the top. My biggest fussy is people in my space. Not just the stand to close to me thing, either. I don't want to fucking hear you. I don't want to hear your music, your phone conversation, you're mindless blathering from the next table. Keep you shit quiet and keep your conversations to yourself.

Mister is fussy about clean. I'm a bit of a slob, so my very existence makes him crazy some days.