My first inclination when I see someone in public that I know is to scurry for a hiding place.
I go berserk inside when someone is following behind me or I sense someone’s eyes are feasting on me.
A tiny noise such as someone chewing, sipping, or humming makes me cringe.
Although I despise talking on the phone, have anxiety when the phone rings or a message is left, I bought the newest of a brand of cell phones because I’m obsessed with Android apps.
When a social function is canceled, I respond with “That’s too bad!” and then I CELEBRATE!!
I don’t have to listen to talk radio to hear a conversation. I have plenty of pretend conversation going on in my head.
I owe a debt of gratitude to whoever came up with the idea of the store SELF check-out.
Instructions: “It’s on the third shelf from the top on the left side of the closet next to the package of red, yellow, and green folders. You can’t miss it.” You wanna bet? Just watch me!
I am obsessed with raking or picking up leaves. I have a hard time finding a stopping point UNLESS the neighbor comes outside.
Most of the conversations I plan out in my head never take place.
I was such a jerk for saying that forty-nine and three months ago.
Quadruple check alarm before going to bed.
I’d like to make friends with someone who doesn’t like making new friends. Weird, I know.