I don’t care if it makes me an idiot, I’ve just spent 5 minutes crying because I can’t find my orange plastic cup. It was the cup I always used at my grandma’s house and I can’t stand other people using it. Living with other people sucks.
Say they have a bit of OCD just because they’re a bit anal retentive when it comes to cleanliness or have certain quirks they like to stick to annoy the hell out of me. Especially the ones who say it as if it’s something to be proud of and think it makes them cool