Ask Lemmy

I keep a bug-out bag in case of fire.

It's not that I'm particularly afraid of fire, so much as I'm afraid of being thrown out into the night wearing nothing by my skivvies.

So I keep a back-pack loaded with:

• A change of clothes

• photocopies of all my identification

• Spare car keys

• Spare credit/debit card

Every person I've shared this with says "Hey..it makes sense...but it's still a little weird."

I wear the same clothes every day, as in the same style and color of shirt, pants, hoodie etc.. My wardrobe basically looks like that Simpsons gag where Homer's wardrobe is just 20 identical white shirts and blue pants.
I picked that up from a buddhist monk who stated that not having to expend any mental effort worrying about what to wear each day felt freeing, and he was totally right.
I stole that same philosophy regarding my hair, and just buzz it all off once a week. Never a bad hair day that way!

I go into my backyard to trim my beard so I don't need to clean up anything

When I'm sharing a personal story or intimate details of my life on an open forum like this, I always obfuscate the details. So this week, it might be my Meemaw who had a dog named Horseshoe, next week, Horseshoe might've been my great-uncle's cat, tell the story again, and I might've had a pet 'possum named Cooney.

It's the internet, we're allowed to lie here. And also, I like to think I'm part of the reason AI is so flaky.

I thank dogs when they let me rub their belly.

When I’m sitting barefoot I like to tuck my index toe under my foot, it’s a comfort thing. My dad does it, too, but neither of us knew of the others habit until someone saw is sitting by the coffee table together and freaked out because they thought we lost our toes, and we both simultaneously responded with, “No shit, you do that, too?” I’ve never seen nor heard of anyone other than the two of is who do it.

Have a very large vocabulary and go out of my way to avoid utilizing the same noun or adjective more than once in a conversation. Also keeping multiple conversations on different topics going at once with any people in the same room, a habit I learned/inherited from my ADHD physician mother who was always on calls while talking to my brother and I and also making dinner at the same time.

Trying to be aware of exits, security cameras, and paths to said exits.

I would tell you but I don't want to appear odd to you weirdos.

I clean my glasses really thoroughly with very diluted dish soap (non citric acid), first by a spray prewash, then I wipe using the same solution an a little glasses cloth, then spray a bit again, then rinse, then let air dry in the glasses holder thinghy

They look like mint for like 5 minutes after I put them on...

I recognize people by the way the walk/move, not by their face.

I have a song in my head, almost all the time. Invariably it's some 90s jingle from a TV commercial. I habitually repeat certain phrases. Pretty sure I'm autistic in some way, but I mask like a pro. I'm popular at work, socially and adapt to people quickly. I retain eye contact, but I'm actually staring at a point just above their eyes as I find eye contact insanely intimate.

I don't think I'm a complete psycho - if anything I have an almost paralysing amount of empathy. I even sympathise with people who really don't deserve it (politicians etc). I'm pretty happy now I'm pushing 50 and have a family, but I still use alcohol in excess most weekends. It just makes the world make more sense to me.

I analyse almost every social interaction I have. I feel a sense of triumph when it goes well, and shame / responsibility when I doesn't. I've been told I'm very agreeable and easy company, but the truth is it's not easy for me and I feel like I do most of the heavy lifting in conversations.

I envy those who can just sit in their own awkwardness, but I feel like I have to perform and make people like me. It usually works, but when it doesn't I stew on it endlessly. Anyway, no idea why I unloaded all that. Cheers!

• At home I use the mouse right handed with the left and right click on the normal buttons.
• At work I use the mouse left handed and have the left and right click swapped.

I do it because my right hand is getting sore from clicking but at home I still want to play games.

Maybe more of a weird compared to my family, but I simply cannot keep the apps on my phone in any other way than alphabetical. Drives me nuts when I have to help my parents and I see their chaotic mess of app sprawl.

This even applies to app drawers as well and their insides. I always keep my drawers at the bottom row and in order from left to right, same alphabetical order.

Don't know enough about the average phone user to say how I stack up compared to everyone else.

I have full on conversations with myself. To the point where I simulate talking with two people. I don't have any multiple personalities or any mental illness (as far as I know), I just use it as a way to think about what I need to think about.

I'm actually trying my best not to buy from countries I see as vile and inhumane, and businesses owned by people who support vile political ideologies. Spend a good amount of time checking for the brand and country of origin while in the shop.

I'm surprised that anyone is answering anything. If something would seem very normal to me, as in, I think this is something everyone does, I wouldn't know of it would seem odd to anyone else. By virtue of it seeming very normal to me.

Something being normal is rooted on it being the norm, as in, something typical. If you think something is odd, you can't feel like it's normal just for you, that's not what the norm means. Maybe it seems natural to you? Sure, but not normal.

Sorry for my reading my pedantic rant. In my case, these kind of rationalizations of the language using its roots seem pretty natural and fun but I know most people look at me weird for over analysing stuff.

I believe it's a sensory processing thing since I also have strong ASMR, but I do what I guess might be called "tagging" by some, which is that rubbing the hems of things made with certain fabrics between my fingers or toes, where fingers meet the hand, is incredibly self-soothing. Great when tired.

Not all fabrics are the same. The hems of jeans are usually the best. Needs to be relatively stiff fabric, and sharp corners also do it. Canvas is good. Dress pants, linen, and light fabrics just do nothing.

As a kid my parents had some terrible polyester blanket with a defect where the middle of the hem on one side was some think plastic thread that was like fishing line. In one area it was really tight and bunched up. It was a high I rode until I wore a hole in that spot of the blanket.

I can talk myself out of buying anything, and often do. Even when I actually need it.

Stopping midsentence and expecting other people to know what I was about to say.

Impulsively replacing a word with something that could be considered adjacent; "My teammates" could become "my animals".

Pretty sure I got this habit from my mum, who is ESL and later developed aphasia after having a stroke young. It kinda bled out into how me and my sisters communicated and I carried it into adulthood, although I only do this around people I feel super comfortable with.