Seeing you write this reminded me I’d started this after DOF posted, but never finished it.  Which I now have (and independently came up with the “raw tomatoes make me gag” bit, too).

Referring to the filing nails, scratching chalkboard set of noises people just can’t deal with… None of the previously mentioned noises bother me but I have a very unique one that just kills me. You know how old tupperware used to be composed of a very hard plastic with small raised bumps as it’s surface. Well if someone uses their nail or worse a fork and runs it along those bumps on the bottom it makes a weird zipping noise. That noise is enough to send me to the floor sometimes, just sends shivers right down my spine. Luckily there is not too many of those old tupperware things around, sometimes something else manages to recreate the sound.

If you want to believe that you are relatively normal and other people or a bit “off” and this gives you a bit of comfort then far from me to disagree.
Allan

(tit for tat):coolsmirk:

Yes, but at least I have some rational basis for that belief.

I have the same gait.  I also tend to wear out the outside heels on my shoes faster.

I can’t handle the sound of mastication.  Sometimes almost to the point of feeling sick if they are loud enough.  bleh.

I have a webbed toe!  Between the 2nd and 3rd toes from the big toe are webbed a little on my left foot only.  It’s the first thing my mom noticed about me when I was born.  (no it does not make me a better swimmer, even though I love to swim.  and no i’ve never thought about getting it cut.)

I can’t handle the sound of mastication.

It must be difficult to cover your ears with one hand busy rubb.....  Oh, ‘mast*IC*ation’… sorry.

I sleep best when there is white/pink noise and air circulating in the room.  I hate absolute silence - the slightest noise wakes me up, including my own snoring.  That’s how I discovered I snored.

I have this small red bump on the side of my nose just above my chicken pox scar for years.  I don’t remember when or how I got it, I’d have to look through old photos to figure out when.

When I was very young, I loved coleslaw.  Around third grade, I suddenly developed a strong dislike for no apparant reason.  Still don’t like it.

I don’t like tomatoes by themselves.  I’ll eat them on a loaded burger, ketchup, love chili, salsa, and other cooked foods, or chopped up in a good salad.  I hate V8, clamato(okay, I haven’t tried THAT, I’m just hating it on principle), bloody marys.

Ask my wife what really pisses me off, and she’ll likely say “fixing his computer”.  It’s about the only thing I can think of that she preemptively talks of me getting pissed off.  When I’m trying to fix/upgrade my computer and something’s not going well, I get very irritated.  And yet, my career and life have always and will most likely always involve computers and technology in copious amounts.

Quasar, I was so SO waiting for someone to make that joke. I almost did it myself, but I figured I’d leave the fun for someone else.

I could go on and on about my quirks, but I’ll mention a physical one.  My little fingers aren’t straight, but curve slightly towards my other fingers.  Its genetic, something I inherited from my mother, whose fingers are similarly crooked.

Its genetic, something I inherited from my mother, whose fingers are similarly crooked.

How odd!  My younger sister and her son (who lives with me), have that same bent-pinky thing.  I have no idea where it came from, as neither my father nor mother had it.

I’ll have to think about this particular meme a bit for my own blog (since I seem to be having difficulty updating lately).  I’m not sure I could whittle down my weirdnesses to a mere five, though…

Man, I can’t for the life of me eat raw tomatoes. LIKE YOU, I can and LOVE tomatoes in everyother fashion but just CAN’T eat it apple style. I’ve even tried cherry tomatoes and can ALMOST do it in a salad but for some reason it drives me nuts.

Also, I can eat meat off of a rib cage but can’t eat anything with an exoskeleton (hello LOBSTER)

It’s so good, and good for you but if it’s got a face, I can’t eat it.

Probably too many horror films as a kid.

Quasar/Les = Yeah yeah ... I get double-takes when saying that word sometimes. 

engfant = Food staring back at you reminds of “A Christmas Story” when they are at the Chinese restaurant for dinner and the Peking Duck is ‘smiling’ at the mom. 

i agree with the white noise. I can’t sleep with out a fan going no matter how cold the room may be.

I giggle, cry, and talk in my sleep. Not to mention snore really really loudly. Disdurbs my hubby.

When I find something extremely funny I will laugh so hard i squeal, like a pig. (no deliverance jokes please)

So yeah I’m an odd ball.