Is it just me or……?
I’d like to think of myself as quirky - others might just say weird – I say and do strange things on a regular basis (sometimes I don’t even realise that I’m doing them), but it’s come to my attention that perhaps I’m not the only one!
For instance I know I’m not the only person in the world that will hoover over a thread on the carpet time and time again rather than just pick it up and, during those horrific ice breaker activities that people like to do at job interviews and such like these days, I am definitely not the only one that panics when it comes to my turn, despite the fact that the question was simply “what’s your name and where do you come from?”
I know the answers! I’ve been me for many, many years!
Statistics tell me that Iceland has more tractors per 1000 hectares of land than any other nation and I believe them, but faced with a sign saying ‘wet paint,’ I simply have to poke it to see if it’s true…and I’m not the only one!
On a regular basis I misplace car keys, the only time I played five-a-side I was quite literally booed out of the goal for missing the ball and people won’t play Pin The Tail On The Donkey with me for fear of losing their eyesight, but the alarm goes off at 7am and I hit that snooze button every time without even opening my eyes.
Once again, I’m not the only one.
I press down hard on the remote rather than just changing the batteries, I use the word etc to make people think I know more than I actually do, I text my friends to say I’m at their house rather than knocking, I say a word over and over until it doesn’t sound like the word any more and then I question myself about whether or not I even have the right word, if I suddenly realise that I’m going the wrong way I make an excuse to whoever might be around rather than just turning back on myself and going the right way and if I wave at someone and then realise they aren’t waving at me I pretend I’m having the biggest stretch in the world, or adjusting my hair!
Folks, don’t tell me I’m the only one!
My friend confirmed that I’m not the other day when I brought up this subject to her. She told me through tears of laughter that she had seen someone she knew at the bar and sneaked up behind him. Starting to say his name, she realised it wasn’t him and so proceeded to change the words she was saying into a hum. That hum turned into a tune for a couple of minutes until the barman saved her by asking her what she would like to drink!
Take note of those daft things you do every day, because I my friend, am not the only one!

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