Fussy folks. The everyday things that make us insane.

[Kimbo]

Originally Posted by Words

DON'T mess with my filing system. Okay, so to you, it looks like piles of paper strewn randomly around the floor, but to me, it makes perfect sense and represents order, control, and other things necessary to stop me from losing my mind.

And DON'T, whatever you do, touch my lists, especially my lists of where my lists are. The fact that half the time I can't read my own writing is irrelevant. I wrote the lists, I want the lists, and even if I can't read the lists, you are not, not, NOT, to touch them.

Words

Don't EVER mess with my piles--They make perfect sense to me and if you mess with them I will be lost for months. I am the only one who can depile my piles.

Originally Posted by Isadora

People who are late. Drives me crazy. I have been known to leave without people who don't respect my time, of course unless they call me and say, "I am stuck in the MacArthur Maze." I am almost always on time if not 15 minutes early.



People who crack their knuckles. *shiver* Just ew.

People who are late drive me nuts. I am always on time--If I'm not call out the troops, somethings wrong.

Cracking body parts in general just makes my toes curl--necks, knuckles, even my arthritic knee crack give me the creeps.

Originally Posted by Novelafemme

Speaking of the "camel toe"....it pains me to see it. In more ways than one. If yer pants are so dang tight that I can see your lady lips....you need to seriously re-think your wardrobe choices. Please!

This one just cracked me up---

My other pet peeve is when sheets are put on the bed to high, they must be atleeat 12" from the top of the bed. I hate having balls and wads of sheet and blanket strangling my neck and arms.