I have a touch of OCD when to comes to stairs/steps. I always count them, and if I use them regularly I have to adjust my step so that I always finish the last step on my left foot.
For instance, to get to the Victoria Line platform from the entrance on the far side of the bus station:
Down 17 steps so start on left foot, followed by flights of 23 (left foot start), 9 (left), 8 (right) & finally 13 (left)
I have a touch of OCD when to comes to stairs/steps. I always count them, and if I use them regularly I have to adjust my step so that I always finish the last step on my left foot.
For instance, to get to the Victoria Line platform from the entrance on the far side of the bus station:
Down 17 steps so start on left foot, followed by flights of 23 (left foot start), 9 (left), 8 (right) & finally 13 (left)
I'm deaf in one ear.
I wear one contact lens, we should hook up
A touch? The guy that lives opposite me suffers really bad from OCD I feel really sorry for him - it takes him 5 mins to close his front door - he checks it probably 15 times and when he gets out the car he locks it and checks all the doors and then unlocks it - then does it all again!!
He's a real sweet guy too - he always waves to me and smiles but told me once that if anyone puts him off his checking procedure he has to start again! Lolol so I started to ignore him and he knocked my door and asked me to start waving again as he was really trying to get over this OCD!!!! I said I don't want stop you checking procedure!!! We had a good laugh about it - it's an awful thing to have
I was in 2 episodes of Maid Marian & Her Merry Men on CBBC. (This may mean nothing to posters who aren't in their late 20s or early 30s.....)
Crikey, that sounds awful. I'm not quite that bad with it. If I'm going up or down some steps and I see I'm going to finish on my right foot I will take two steps in one go to adjust, but wouldn't go back and start again! I've also found myself adjusting my length of stride when crossing roads so when I step back onto the pavement on the other side, it is with my left foot. It's really quite weird as I'm not OCD about anything else at all.
Edit: actually thinking about it, when putting socks or shoes on it is always left first.
Maybe it's a Hurstpierpoint/St Lawrence/Downlands thing!
Seeing the Gloucester/Barfly thread has reminded me of one other thing. Despite living in Brighton throughout the 70s and early 80s, I've never been to any of the clubs in Brighton - not Sherry's (in any of its guises), not Top Rank (in any of its guises), not the Gloucester - not one. I wonder how many Brighton blokes in their 50s can say that?
..and the story about the key fob please SS?
My mother is a hamster and my father smells of elderberries.