


Well at least it's nice to know whatever psychological issues I may have, OCD isn't one of them.
I didn't even get one telltale out of the ten listed. (I feel so left out right now!)

It would have been totally epic if there were only 9 signs on the list...
LOL! And agree! Or if one got repeated. 

On a more serious note, I have been growing increasingly annoyed by the need for people to "diagnose" the psychological condition of everyone. Depression, anxiety, OCD, etc. I don't know why it bothers me so much (probably indicative of one of these conditions), but it does. It seems to do more harm than good. Like that person who points out the zit on your face, as if you're not already aware of it. Just being a dick. "What is that thing on your face?" Shut up.
So what if someone washes their hands a lot. Unless it's really a bad problem that is severely affecting their lives (how do you judge where the line is?) just leave them alone. Some people organize things a little obsessively. So what? It's not bad! There's some value to that! Some people don't organize at all. So what?!
And for some reason, it has been particularly prevalent in Los Angeles. Maybe so in other places to, but I have really noticed it here lately. Wives telling husbands all the little things wrong with them. Bosses nitpicking every little thing here and there. People are different. Oh this person is antisocial, he likes to keep to himself, so creepy (me). Oh that person is pretentious, always needing to talk a lot. Where is this perfect balance they want? Now, they'll hear me talking like this and say I have anger issues, why am I depressed? Oh you're too negative (to me). Oh you're too positive (me to them). Sheesh.
I'll tell you one thing. I haven't been able to do much really good things without getting pretty OCD about it. Whether it's music, drawing, project management, etc. I've read journals by great men who accomplished great things, and they were super OCD. The Germans? Please.
And the news in the media, oh the news.
I apologize for the rant. And yes, I do enjoy a good rant every now and then.
On a more serious note, I have been growing increasingly annoyed by the need for people to "diagnose" the psychological condition of everyone. Depression, anxiety, OCD, etc. I don't know why it bothers me so much (probably indicative of one of these conditions), but it does. It seems to do more harm than good. Like that person who points out the zit on your face, as if you're not already aware of it. Just being a dick. "What is that thing on your face?" Shut up.
So what if someone washes their hands a lot. Unless it's really a bad problem that is severely affecting their lives (how do you judge where the line is?) just leave them alone. Some people organize things a little obsessively. So what? It's not bad! There's some value to that! Some people don't organize at all. So what?!
And for some reason, it has been particularly prevalent in Los Angeles. Maybe so in other places to, but I have really noticed it here lately. Wives telling husbands all the little things wrong with them. Bosses nitpicking every little thing here and there. People are different. Oh this person is antisocial, he likes to keep to himself, so creepy (me). Oh that person is pretentious, always needing to talk a lot. Where is this perfect balance they want? Now, they'll hear me talking like this and say I have anger issues, why am I depressed? Oh you're too negative (to me). Oh you're too positive (me to them). Sheesh.
I'll tell you one thing. I haven't been able to do much really good things without getting pretty OCD about it. Whether it's music, drawing, project management, etc. I've read journals by great men who accomplished great things, and they were super OCD. The Germans? Please.

Can I nominate SB for a best rant of the week award?
I'd be truly honored!I have an uncontrollable urge to wash my hands every time I'm forced to handle an Apple device ... Is that a bad sign?
Sidenote, I first started being aware of this stuff when I noticed on my friend's bookshelf of The Greatest Books of Western Civilization or something like that, and included there was Faraday's journals. And at the time I was writing my electrical engineering practice manuals. So I started reading it and it just hit me how consumed this guy was with his experiments. From my own experiences, I had always felt a degree of shame for getting "too into" things, and would either hide behind some humor or just hide it altogether. So that helped me realize that getting super OCD about things is really the only way to figure things out well.
15 years ago I hated computers and thought they were evil. Now (thanks to a pivotal event) I'm the admin for one of the largest IT companies in the area. That's not OCD ... That's setting a goal and going for it.
Wow, talk about an about-face! You've got to explain this one...was it the typical "computers are taking our jobs" thing, or something different?15 years ago I hated computers and thought they were evil. Now (thanks to a pivotal event) I'm the admin for one of the largest IT companies in the area. That's not OCD ... That's setting a goal and going for it.Wow, talk about an about-face! You've got to explain this one...was it the typical "computers are taking our jobs" thing, or something different?

omg, I was not expecting that. beautiful story, dude. Thanks for sharing.15 years ago I hated computers and thought they were evil. Now (thanks to a pivotal event) I'm the admin for one of the largest IT companies in the area. That's not OCD ... That's setting a goal and going for it.Wow, talk about an about-face! You've got to explain this one...was it the typical "computers are taking our jobs" thing, or something different?
Simple really, I made a deal with the devil...and stuck to it.
A long time friend of over 30 years had a bike shop that I was helping him at. He was getting into computers at the time but just for user level play toy stuff. I adamantly hated them ... But he decided to give me one for Christmas. I was totally bummed when I opened the box because I thought he'd gotten me the custom rims I wanted for the custom Harley I was building at the time (Hay bike shop...Ya know..?).
To be polite -- as he is a father figure level friend -- I let him set it up and show me all the "really cool" stuff it could do ... Which at the time I didn't give a shit less about.
However I did bitch about it a bit at work where I was managing an optical lab at the time. One of the staff (young college guy of the time) was trying to explain to me what value the idiotic contraptions had. "They can answer virtually any question" he said ... Which got me thinking. I can be extremely dangerous when thinking at that level. I said "Okay ... Tell it to find my mother"...because I was adopted, and while I can't really say that it bothered me...I was excruciatingly curious.
He got me online, and gave me the basics of how to do web stuff, and I started digging. I was looking for two things at the same time. The first was a straight up web search for mom. The second was anything I could find about how these things were put together, and something called "Hacking" (the movie helped...) that appeared as an excellent plan 'B' if the search didn't pan out.
Six months later I got an Email from one of the sites I'd found for that sort of thing ... Two hours later I was on the phone with Mom.
Ultimate question, was answered ... Deal had been made ... The rest is history..
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