Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Anal Retentive, Obsessive, Compulsive Freaks...

Consider this...

* Got in line behind a truck at an auto-carwash today. I haven't washed my vehicle (*cough, cough* loser cruiser *cough cough*) for well over a month. The truck directly in front of me looked like it had been washed, ummm... maybe three MINUTES before. Seriously. Shiny. Clean. And he was in line for the car wash. Did I mention how clean his truck already was???

I, on the other hand, was already semi-late for an 8:00pm appointment, and I just wanted to wash the top layer of grime off my automobile. Instead, I have to wait for this guy with the sparkly, shiny clean truck to go through the wash. No, he did not choose the Basic Wash. No, he did not choose the Premium Wash. No, he did not choose the Super Deluxe Wash. He chose the Ultimate, Super-dee-DUPER Fabo-Wash that only compulsive-freaks-whose-cars-are-already-clean choose. It's a seven-freaking-minute long wash. gah.

I have a neighbor who is kind of like this guy. He washes his truck in his driveway, all summer long, every single day. He mows his lawn, during the summer (yes, the scorching midwest summer heat), every single day.

I can't figure out people like this.

*And then there is the OTHER side of compulsive. Like this lady (thanks to Sarcomical for pointing her out!). Crazy EBay lady is the only person on this planet, except for my sister, who can make me feel like there is yet hope for me in my crusade not to be a complete, utter slob. Holy Hell in a Hand Grenade... this poor woman needs help.

Sadly, I can see how some people can get like that.

11 comments:

therevhead said...

I love it when you're unreasonably GGGGrumpy!

Love crazy ebay lady!

goldennib said...

That was the most incredible thing I have ever seen.

lizgwiz said...

Wow! That was funny for a little while, then just sad. Badjason needs to get his mother some help, instead of making fun of her on the internet. On the plus side, though, I now realize I'm not doing THAT bad a job suppressing my own packrat gene.

guinness girl said...

Oh, wow. I'm with Liz - that was funny for a little while, but...yeesh.

don't call me MA'AM said...

rev: then you'd really love me now. I'm beyond GRUMPY today!

goldennib: I just kept shaking my head the whole time I saw it.

liz: I agree. I think she needs to see someone specializing in OCDs!

gg: I wonder what she thinks now that sonny boy has posted it for the world... although, you have to admit that it's a pretty loud cry for help.

goldennib said...

If she was nominated for one of those shows like Neat or Clean Sweep, what do you think would happen?

They'd never be able to do it.

othur-me said...

One day in the far off future, a team of archaeologists will excavate her house and believe they found the tomb of a great queen.

She was buried with boxes and boxes of presents all marked with red, white, and blue bald eagles, an ancient symbol of respect. They will find many plates, goblets, and magical orbs that preserved snow.

They think she was the Queen of the Time Keepers as she was buried with 1000 calendars.

The ancient tribe was hoping she would write to them from the after life because they left her boxes and boxes of Xerox.

And how nice of them to bury her with her scepter, a giant pickle.


(someone needs to tell that lady it's time to get on Ebay and buy herself a TV made after than 1982)

Margaret Ann said...

What is it about car freaks...they are always lawn freaks too!! My neighbors at our last home were ALWAYS in the yard (they were Yard of the Quarter) and they were perptually washing and waxing their cars.

goldennib said...

What do you suppose she went through to make her like that? I'd have to guess alcoholic, abusive parents for her to stockpile such stability.

Stinkypaw said...

Sure you can see how someone can get like that... aren't you the one who posted something about having trouble getting rid of things at times?!... hum...

Some keep, some order, some sell!! ;-)

Alyssa said...

I can't even tell you how many people I sent that link to ... I find it deeply, deeply disturbing. I have the opposite problem - I like to throw stuff away.