I walk into my house and noticed something weird on my shoe. I turned my shoe over and there was a giant piece of dog crap stuck under the heel.
The hospital didn't smell horrible, I smelled horrible.
Cruisin - I'm glad you are making some progress with your OCD. It must help a lot to know that you have been able to overcome some of the issues.
Thank you, it does. It is important, though, to remember that progress is good, and that you can conquer 95% of your phobia and not feel like a failure if you cannot get past the last 5%. As long as you do not revert, you should feel like you are accomplishing something. I have coping mechanisms for the things that I have not gotten past. The positive there, is that the mechanisms are becoming smaller and smaller. Again, I really hope that some of what I say helps other people. OCD can feel very lonely, because most people don't really understand it. Heck, most of us who have it don't understand why we feel the way we do. We often close ourselves off, because we don't want others to know, we don't want to be thought of as weird or crazy. I find that voicing is cathartic. And the added positive is that I have met others who have admitted their OCD issues and we have helped each other. One thing that I have, that makes me fortunate, is the ability to find humor in my oddness.Cruisin - I'm glad you are making some progress with your OCD. It must help a lot to know that you have been able to overcome some of the issues.
Filthy hotels, maggots on planes....I may never leave my house again
In keeping with the current maggots on the plane theme:
The reason that I will never ever stay at the Bellagio, Las Vegas is that someone uploaded pictures of mouse poop inside the desk drawer in the room to a travel website (Fodor's?). It's been years and I am still not over it.
"Nature is a damp, inconvenient sort of place where birds and animals wander about uncooked."
from Speedy Death
On a trip to a foreign country, one of the other travelers woke up in the middle of the night with a cockroach crawling out of his pillow! I don't think any of us slept well for a few nights. In that same hotel, I went back to the room while the housekeeping person was still there. I caught her using the same filthy rag that she cleaned the toilet with, to wipe down the sink counter. Can you imagine ? I sprayed the whole bathroom with the Tilex I brought. I don't fool around - bleach is my weapon of choice!
They're, their, and there. Get it right your in college.
Oh Lordie I'm grossed out now. Thanks a lot, Prancer!
Getting a round tuit.
I have a story that is not quite as bad. We were on a weekend trip to Hershey Park with friends, when our kids were little. We had joining rooms, so that the kids could play in one room and the adults could have a cocktail in the other and still keep an eye on them. This was back when you could smoke in rooms. My friend smoked a cigarette and then swished the ashtray in the toilet, to "clean it". I am still amazed that I didn't completely freak out on her. But I did tell her to wash her hands before she came near me.
What are you doing to us?!
Though, if the toilet bowl cleaner was industrial strength it may have been more sanitizing than that blue window cleaner stuff. JK.
The kids and I never use those glasses but the DH on the otherhand will scoff at my warnings and use the coffeemaker and coffee cups.
Stale pastry is hollow succour to a man who is bereft of ostrich. - Sheldon Cooper, The Big Bang Theory
You can bring lots of things on a plane, as long as they aren't explosive or sharp. Getting meat past customs is another story.
I once checked off the "yes" for nuts because I was bringing back torrone with nuts, and the woman at Canadian customs laughed at me. She said that people check the "no" to the meat question, and then try to carry in a side of an animal.
The piece is seventy-five minutes long...[l]ong enough for an idea to be developed, but not so long that one starts to measure the number of seats to the exits with desperation if the thing doesn’t work" -- Marina Harss