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This little game/fun is inspired by a website I read daily. Everyone has their weird "things" or quirks, and I thought it would be fun to list some, and a way to pass the time (because today and next week at work are going to be incredibly boring for me).
An example, taken from said website, "I don't each peaches because the fuzz weirds me out."
Also I don't mean for this to be a thread to make fun of others or list your weird sexual preferences. Let's try to keep it nice and clean ;D
Mine:
I can't go to sleep until my feet are warm so I always sleep in socks.
Post by Dave Maynar on Dec 22, 2011 15:11:30 GMT -5
I'll highlight one of my many food quirks.
I have to eat all of something on my plate before I can eat something else, i.e. I cannot eat a bite of steak then take a bite of potatoes. I have to eat all the steak before I can eat any of the potatoes.
Another one of mine: I can't stand the sound of Styrofoam. I have to leave the room if someone is handling styrofoam. If it's in a box, someone else has to take it out for me.
I feel the same way about balloons as you do about styrofoam. My kids are young so whenever there is a balloon animal being made I have to distance myself.
Also whistling. I hate it when people whistle. But that's because my oldest son has a whistle tick and will sometimes whistle non-stop for hours on end. So while I can handle that just fine because it's my son and I understand why he's doing it, the moment I'm around someone that just starts whistling I want to punch a puppy.
I can't stand hearing the word "booger". Its hard for me to even type it since my brain automatically says it outloud in my head when I do. The word alone makes me cringe.
I also cannot do shots of alcohol. Physically. Whatever I drink, whether it's water or alcohol or whatever (insert joke here), I have to hold it in my mouth for a few seconds before swallowing it. I have no idea how to just "pour" something down my throat because if I try to, I barf. I'm pretty sure it's an instinctual thing, I have to taste it first.
So yeah, if you ever hear me say I don't do shots, now you know why.
My "thing" is that before I turn in for bed, I always have to make sure I pour myself a glass of water to keep on my night stand. I don't know why, but its just something I've done for as long as I can remember.
I have so many little weird things it's not even funny.
But on the subject of hated words, I hate the word "fart". It is totally crass and I cringe when I hear it. Now that is even stranger for those who know me because virtually nothing grosses me out.
Post by nodepression on Dec 22, 2011 18:34:42 GMT -5
I wash my hands too much. I check my oven like 10 times before leaving the house. I check the locks on my house before going to bed 2-3 times. I check my alarm like 3 times before going to sleep.
Whatever I drink, whether it's water or alcohol or whatever (insert joke here), I have to hold it in my mouth for a few seconds before swallowing it. I have no idea how to just "pour" something down my throat because if I try to, I barf. I'm pretty sure it's an instinctual thing, I have to taste it first.
I'm like that, except I used to be able to do shots (haven't tried in a very long time). It was gross, but I didn't let it stop me.
Also, I absolutely cannot stand the feel of cotton balls. No problem at all with cotton fabric, but I cannot deal with cotton balls.
I don't like powder on my hands. I did gymnastics in high school and got so creeped out by putting the powder on my hands before the uneven bars that I eventually quit. I never used powder on my babies' butts when they were little for the same reason.
Post by Longtime and Frequent Poster on Dec 22, 2011 19:04:17 GMT -5
I can't stand being in the same room as someone else if they're having a personal phone call. It doesn't even matter how serious it is, I just can't do it. My freshman year roommate talked to his girlfriend in our room ALL THE TIME, and it bugged the hell out of me when he wouldn't leave the room during their serious talks or whatever. I'd always end up going to a friend's room or hanging out in the lobby until he was done.
I check my alarm several times before I go to bed too. If I wake up in the middle of the night I'll check it again.
I can't stand being in the same room as someone else if they're having a personal phone call. It doesn't even matter how serious it is, I just can't do it. My freshman year roommate talked to his girlfriend in our room ALL THE TIME, and it bugged the hell out of me when he wouldn't leave the room during their serious talks or whatever. I'd always end up going to a friend's room or hanging out in the lobby until he was done.
I check my alarm several times before I go to bed too. If I wake up in the middle of the night I'll check it again.
I just realized this applies to me. I'm filling with rage while my roommate loudly talks on speakerphone to his retarded friend. 8 more seconds and I'm going to throw him through the wall.
Um let's see, here's a short list: -I count in increments of three (car blinker, amount of silverware I have to role at work, how many steps I take [unless I'm super busy], etc.) -I also cannot stand the sound of people chewin' -I obsessively alphabetize things, it's actually my favorite part of movin' redoin' my CDs, DVDs, band t-shirts
I cannot finish canned drinks besides beer. Can only drink them poured in a cup.
I get this. But for me it's I won't drink anything from a can in the summer. It's because when I was 9 or 10 I was at a picnic/party with my family and was drinking a can of pop and that resulted in me swallowing a bee and spending the night in the hospital because originally the Dr's were scarred that I swallowed the metal tab on the inside of the can. All of the x-rays determined that it was a "fleshy substance" and the people that were still at the party later informed us that they saw bees flying in and out of beer/pop cans after we left.
I check my alarm like 3 times before going to sleep.
This. Also, I have three alarms set at 10 minute increments after the time I am supposed to get up even though I always get up with the first alarm or before.
To add to my food quirks, I always start with a side dish. Never the entree.
If I notice my fingernails have grown too long, I obsess over getting them trimmed. If I'm at work, it drives me crazy. When I get home, I will trim them first thing.
I count in increments of three (car blinker, amount of silverware I have to role at work, how many steps I take [unless I'm super busy], etc.)
I also count the number of steps I take! Everywhere! It's just a running number in my head, but sometimes I'll catch myself saying the numbers out loud.
I can't stand being in the same room as someone else if they're having a personal phone call. It doesn't even matter how serious it is, I just can't do it. My freshman year roommate talked to his girlfriend in our room ALL THE TIME, and it bugged the hell out of me when he wouldn't leave the room during their serious talks or whatever. I'd always end up going to a friend's room or hanging out in the lobby until he was done.
I check my alarm several times before I go to bed too. If I wake up in the middle of the night I'll check it again.
I just realized this applies to me. I'm filling with rage while my roommate loudly talks on speakerphone to his birdbrained friend. 8 more seconds and I'm going to throw him through the wall.
Honestly, more annoying than the speakerphone are the people who aren't on speakerphone yet have the earpiece volume loud enough so you can hear the other person from several feet away. At least with speakerphone they're doing this intentionally.