I've been called mental in various different ways and for a number of different things quite alot recently. Some of the things I've done I admit are a little strange but most of them are the sort of things that I'm sure everyone thinks but not everyone says.
For example the same person has called me autistic twice in the last few weeks, once for claiming I'm good with numbers and once for reciting the Big Breakfast competition address and the Going Live competition phone number. Although I think these are due to a certain amount of television brainwashing (surely everyone of my age who was baby sat by the telly can do this?) and suppressed competition entries (I always wanted to enter the competitions but wasn't allowed to use the phone and my Mum thought writing in was a waste of time).
Last night at PQT I was arranging boxes of mugs for members of the public to take once they had filled in their comments forms. I got a tad over creative with the positioning of the boxes and a little upset when someone actually had to take one-ruining my display which resulted in me spending most of my time putting new boxes where the old ones had been to keep my display intact. A colleage called me a "perfectionist." The quote marks were added by my colleage at the time and are not a later addition by myself.
Another example from work: I have posh coffee that is ground for filter, alot of the people I work with have the same sort and it's become a sort of trend amoung us. However, I triple filter mine. I'm being economical, using a small amount of coffee and running it through the paper filter three time using two cups. This was described as compulsive coffee making.
One from home now: we have two sauce pans and a steamer one sauce pan is larger than the steamer, one is smaller. It's clear to me that the large one is for pasta, boiled potatoes and the like, the small one is for beans, pasta sauces etc and the steamer is for vegetables. Now last week I saw my boyfriend take the 'pasta' sauce pan off of the draining board and use it to cook beans, so I said he was being lazy not taking the 'beans' sauce pan out of the cupboard. It turns out this sort of thing is not instinctual to him and I had to explain the difference while he looked at me, half smirking half amazed.

I know each of these actions has a perfectly reasonable explanation be it economical, environmental, inspirational or just plain common sense. But I seem to be the only person on earth who thinks these things.

As long as I don't tell my psychiatrist I should be alright....



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Additional. When I tread on a crack in the pavement that I can feel through my shoe I try to stand on another similar sized crack with the same part of my other foot to even things up. I've only told one person about this, he didn't call me mental-it turns out he does the same thing.