@auspice said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
Or late to work because you accidentally got dressed in the wrong order because you're wearing a slightly different outfit and you fucked up the stack so you have to start all over again and redo your whole routine... and no, you can't just remove the last item. You have to redo everything.
Wait, this is OCD?
'cause, er, I do this. I actually get my clothes for the next day out in the evening and lay them out stacked in the appropriate order so that everything's right there already sorted. Because while I don't force myself to get re-dressed if I do them in the wrong order, the knowledge that I did do them in the wrong order will bother me all day.
I've always figured that was just me being a little weird.