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Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010
10:37 pm
[akktri]
The sliding glass hula dance
Description: He ties a dog leash around his waist to open the sliding door on the back of the house instead of pulling the filthy handle.
Contradiction: He normally handles leashes with oven mitts because they're filthy. Also, the door is not set in the tracks very well, so it's not very effective.
Rating: 4
10:37 pm
[akktri]
The magical oven mitt
Description: He cannot handle dog leashes because they are filthy and make his hands smell funny, so he puts on an oven mitt to grab the leashes.
Contradiction: Dumbass doesn't realize these mitts are used on his food.
Rating: 4
Thursday, May 7th, 2009
12:00 am
[akktri]
The Toilet Trap
Description: He doesn't want to use a toilet plunger, so when he notices the toilet isn't flushing, or there's too much toilet paper in the stool, he just leaves it there and goes on his merry way. That means that I have to plunge it or stand in a pool of sewage.
Contradiction: He gets upset when other people's disgusting $### is in the toilet.
Rating: 9
Friday, May 1st, 2009
11:47 am
[akktri]
OCD
The best thing about living with a person with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is that you never need to worry about running out of soap.
Tuesday, December 30th, 2008
1:32 am
[akktri]
Don't let them use your gym
Description:
http://phantasmocheesefactory.blogspot.com/2008/12/down-with-ocd.html
http://phantasmocheesefactory.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-ocd-letter.html
http://phantasmocheesefactory.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-wuss.html
Contradiction:
Would have to meet the people to get a good estimate.
Rating: 8 because I heard no end to complaints about so-called "filthy" clubs.
Friday, September 12th, 2008
11:12 am
[akktri]
The Toilet Paper Ring
Description: For some reason, during his colonoscopy preparation, he covered the toilet seat with toilet paper. The reason for this baffles me. We're at home. He could wipe the seat with a washcloth. No threat of gonorrhea. It's like putting a sign over the toilet that says "nobody can use this but me!" It's annoying because he just left it there, making me wonder if it's okay to remove it, or if he's still going through the colon cleansing.
Contradiction: He's used it before normally. He never did this before.
Rating: 7
Friday, June 27th, 2008
12:41 pm
[akktri]
Update: The Shower
Edit:
Description: He complains, moans and whines because he has to stand in other people's bath water.
Contradiction: He stands on the latch to drain his bath water (which incidentally only he cares about), but we step on his paper towels all the time. He said that he's disgusted by his own hair. Hello! It's growing on you!
12:40 pm
[akktri]
The Silverware Container
Description: Since our dishwasher has no silverware pocket, we have two containers we use to wash silverware in. One is a green plastic thing that was broken off a dish rack. The other is a red triangular container with drainage holes in the bottom. Both work great for washing silverware, but he doesn't think so. Even though we take towels and wipe the silverware off, he moans and gripes when we use the red tray. I don't understand the problem. Sure, there might be some moisture or remains of something floating in there occasionally, but when you wipe the dishes dry, they're clean and usable. Unlike the red thing, the green thing fills up an entire row on the shelf, preventing me from washing at least four cups. It also will not wash the top of a spoon if the spoon is upside down, so in the end the red object is more efficient. Not only that, but the green thing is the same exact green thing he uses to put the silverware he finds "spots" and invisible or nearly microscopic spots on, since the yellow dish rack we have was not manufactured with a silverware rack. He's going to end up throwing silverware all over the counter and behind the wall, so we'll have to waste money buying more and more silverware, all for the sake of his bizarre phobia for the red basin. I think he just wants me to wash all the dishes by hand.
Contradiction: He won't do the dishes. He just tells us how to do them. The compulsion about not wanting to touch other people's food particles seems utterly convenient.
Rating: 8
12:40 pm
[akktri]
The Holy of Holies
Description: When I wanted to play video games in his room, I couldn't just sit on his bed and play them. There were rules. I wasn't allowed to profane the bed with my butt. A towel had to be laid on the bed, and I wasn't allowed to sit anywhere else but on the towel, no matter how tired I was. I couldn't lay down or relax, unless I wanted to do so on the floor, which was littered with trash and his saliva.
Contradiction: He throws trash all over the house and in my room and spits on places I frequently walk through or touch.
His room is often a pig sty, occupied by piles of soda bottles, food wrappers, magazines, dirty or slightly soiled clothing, and clothing that has lightly brushed something considered profane, like my dad. In one corner of the room is his spit cup, which often decays to the point that it grows weird molds and spills when you try to pick it up. I'm not allowed to clean his room. Every time I make the attempt, he gets upset, despite its need for attention. When an aeon passes and he decides to clean it, his solution is to just shove everything out into the hallway, where we end up stepping on dirty paper towels that get stuck to our feet and nearly take a tumble down the stairs as we trip on his soda bottles. Also, he spits on the corners of his bed. I'm the one who should wear protective gear to avoid his germy mess!
Rating: 8. I've given up playing his Final Fantasy 12 and Animal Crossing games because of all the rituals. If he doesn't want me to play his games, why doesn't he just say "no"?
12:39 pm
[akktri]
The Water Bottle
Description: He has to fill up his water bottle in the bathroom sink, not the kitchen, because the water in the sink is somehow "dirty." Therefore, his bottles have to be a regulation size for fitting in the bathroom sink, not 24 ounces, which makes it a bitch to buy them. I wouldn't care at all about his bottles, except he absolutely positively has to fill it up when you're about to take a piss or shower or brush your teeth. He throws a tantrum if he has to wait, but he can force you to wait for almost an hour.
Contradiction: He eats food rinsed and cooked in the same sink. I'm sure he has a textbook sized explanation for that.
Rating: 5
12:39 pm
[akktri]
Magic Slippers
Description: Like the priests who carry the Dhali Llama to prevent him from touching unholy ground, he refuses to let his precious feet touch the profane bathroom floor. He mashes down the backs of his sneakers so they lay flat like sandals, then uses them to walk in the bathroom across the hall, adding extra time to every bathroom activity. He also uses the ritual to get me to hurry up and get out of the bathroom like one jangles keys to hurry up people in the checkout line at the supermarket.
Contradiction: His bedroom floor is twice as dirty.
Description: 5
12:39 pm
[akktri]
Soap
Description: While it's annoying to my parents and a mild irritant to me, there is a perk to someone coercing his parents into buying massive quantities of bar soap because there's a hair on the last one. If I use up a bar of soap, I can always get one out of the "profaned" bars.
Contradiction: Even a new bar of soap has been touched at least once by a factory worker, and you can't guarantee that they'll wash their hands. Also, you know what they say about antibacterial soap lowering your immunity to germs!
Rating: 2 (For rare times I recall him freaking out about the hairs. And those piles of discarded soap boxes).
Thursday, May 22nd, 2008
11:14 am
[akktri]
"Clean Air"
Description: Recently, he's been giving me complaints about how "dirty" the air quality is in the city. On most days, I've been able to ignore his dramatic performances, spitting, covering his face with his shirt, etc. But it has become worse. A few weeks ago, we had a serious debate about keeping the windows rolled up. It's nearly summer. The air is hot and sweltering, and I have no air conditioning in my car. This is no time to be driving around with the windows rolled up! But yet we argued for roughly ten minutes one day about it. Apparently he was willing to sit in a stifling hot sauna of a car for the rest of our twenty minute commute, just to make sure that the air his precious little lungs inhales is as fresh as the breeze from a Colorado mountaintop.
Contradiction: The car emits its own pollutants and unpleasant particles from the ventilation system.
Rating: 8
11:14 am
[akktri]
The Ever Present Water Bottle
Description: He brings water bottles everywhere. He carries them in his pockets, in the pockets of dress slacks, until it wears the zipper out and the fly hangs wide open. He takes a water bottle into church, and even carried one inside his sleeve during his graduation.
The water bottle must be filled up in the bathroom sink, because the kitchen sink is "defiled" with germs. He takes the bottles everywhere. He won't use a water fountain.
Contradiction: I'll never mention this to him, but the guys at the factory don't exactly belong to the Levitical priesthood. They're normal factory workers and some germs will inevitably get in. Not to mention the plastics paranoia ("plastic gives you cancer").
Rating: 6
11:13 am
[akktri]
"Dirty" water bottles
Description: We spend hundreds of dollars on water bottles. The Dasani company must love us. The top of his water bottle simply cannot touch the floor or anything considered "dirty." If that dreaded thing occurs, we simply have to buy a new water bottle or he'll whine, gripe and moan about it all day. He has two or more water bottles at his disposal at all times. One is a sacred vessel he will not take anywhere. The second is the profane one that goes everywhere he perceives "filth," like karate school.
We drove down to Sedalia from Kansas City. Because his water bottle was profaned by existing in my grandmother's house, he refused to drink out of it. On the way back, he practically told us that he would die if we didn't buy him a new water bottle. We couldn't wait until we got back in town, either. We simply had to stop at the next gas station. It had to be done immediately or he would die. That's what it sounded like. It was a big, ugly scene. We argued about it for about ten minutes and ended up stopping for his damn water bottle.
A similar scene happened some time ago when I was driving him back from school. What happened was that his water bottle touched a towel that touched the floor. I kid you not. A clean towel that lightly brushed the floor just barely touched his water bottle and it was considered by him to be as filthy as something dug out of the bottom of a slimy trash can. So he wouldn't drink out of the bottle. He bitched and moaned about it until I broke down and stopped at a gas station and shelled out money from my tiny pocketbook to get him his precious water bottle.
Contradiction: He doesn't care if he spreads germs to us. Slimy dishes and half eaten food lays scattered around, and he spits everywhere.
Rating: 9
Friday, May 9th, 2008
12:07 pm
[akktri]
Toilet Flushing Assistant
Description: If a toilet fails to flush, and for some reason there is something left in the stool, he demands that someone else flush it. He won't allow his delicate fingers to touch the flush handle. It doesn't matter if it's shaving foam or the Magic Reach Scrubber pads, he refuses to flush it. And he'll moan and complain and whine until someone else flushes it so his butt can be happy.
Contradiction: He leaves huge wads of toilet paper in the bowl, and doesn't flush, leaving a septic flood of biblical proportions for the next person who touches the flush handle.
Rating: 8
12:04 pm
[akktri]
Air Quality
Description: When I pick him up from school, he complains about the "pollution" outside the car, and will cover his face with his shirt and spit all over the car and his pants. Then he bitches and whines all the way to the house, unless I decide to roll up the windows and drive home in the stifling heat, which is what he wants. The car is hot, and the air outside the window is cool. When he drives, it's worse because he'll put his shirt over his face while driving and endanger us all.
Contradiction: I consider his once-a-week bathing a form of air pollution in itself.
Rating: 7
Tuesday, April 8th, 2008
9:00 am
[akktri]
Forgetting what chicken tastes like
Description: Every time he eats chicken, he makes a dramatic production about how it "gives him heartburn," like he's about to die, just because he eats a damn piece of chicken. We haven't gone to KFC in years. For the record, he has no serious allergies to chicken, despite frequent claims to that effect. He has never been hospitalized for said allergy, even if he has one. This is acute hypochondria.
Contradiction: He eats eggs with no complaint.
Rating: 6
8:58 am
[akktri]
The shower laws
Background: The drain doesn't work in my shower. You have to hold down the lever before the water goes out, unless you put a sufficiently heavy wash cloth over it or apply some sort of appliance to it.
Description: He makes a big ugly scene when there is hair in the drain. He automatically assumes all hair to be pubic. He also becomes outraged at the idea of standing in someone else's bath water to shower. I must kneel, shivering, in my bath tub, for 10-15 minutes while I hold down the lever so all the water drains out and I can take the hair out of the drain. That's time I could have spent living my life!
Contradiction: He never drains it when he bathes!
Rating: 20
I can't wait to move out. At least then, I won't have to be his slave.
8:57 am
[akktri]
"SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO REMEMBER MY DREAM!"
Description: In the early morning, around breakfast time, you are not allowed to talk. At all. He simply must remember his dream. It's a wonder he even permits the television to be on. We must spend our morning in absolute silence until he can remember the content of his precious dream. If you're feeling cheerful or talkative, you won't be after he lays down the law. Unless the building is on fire (or maybe not even then!) you cannot speak. He has to remember his damn dream.
Contradiction: He is allowed to talk as much as he wants.
Rating: 20
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