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Except in this instance, the peg isn’t a peg, it’s a loveseat. And it’s not round. And the hole isn’t a hole, it’s a dumpster. Well, I guess it is a hole in the top of the dumpster, but the hole is rectangular, not square.

Someone keeps leaving stuff like this in our dumpster at work, and it cracks me up every time I see it. It wouldn’t be nearly as funny if the old guy in the office next to mine didn’t get so angry every time it happened. He was rambling on this afternoon about how “if I catch the sumbitch who’s doing that, I’m gonna beat the shit out of him!” Hilarious, especially coming out of a guy who’s pushing 65.

So if any of you have any really large trash you don’t want to pay to dump, bring it to my work, and know that you are providing me some free entertainment.

I think I’m pretty far from anything resembling diagnosable OCD (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder), but like most people, I have my fair share of quirky habits and routines. So I thought I’d share them with the group, and maybe you can take the opportunity to share yours as well so I feel a little less nutty.

• If I have to carry my keys, wallet, and cell phone in my pants pockets, I have a specific pocket that they have to go in (determined by the pocket arrangement of said pants/short) with no exceptions. I also have to touch the outside of each pocket semi-frequently to make sure everything is still in there. As if someone would be able to reach in my front pants pocket and take my keys without me noticing
• When in traffic, I always look at the license plate of the car in front of me and add up the digits in my head to see if they come to a multiple of ten. I do the same thing with phone numbers on billboards or other groupings of numbers. I’m not sure why, as I immediately disregard the results.
• When I’m eating something, I do so in such a manner as to provide me with the “best” possible last bite. For instance, if I am going to eat a cheeseburger, I’ll look at it to see which part seems to look the most appetizing. I’ll then start to eat on the far edge of the sandwich so that I can finish with the “good” part.

If I come up with anymore, I will be sure to amend the list.

Late addition:

• When I’m doing a check run at work to pay our vendors, I have a certain routine I’ve perfect for signing, copying, folding, etc. all of the checks, so that by the time I’ve got them in envelopes and ready to mail, they remain in alphabetical order. If one check has to get set aside because there’s a problem with it, I general stick it back in the stack alphabetically before putting it in the mailbox. Again, I don’t know why I do this, since they’re going all different places anyway.