I would love to do this. Love it.

But I don’t.

“Now he’s got to go to the cash point and get something”

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Actually, isn’t there something in Scientology about going back and making positive contact (or some such thing) with a thing if you hurt yourself? Like, if you hit your head against a kitchen cabinet, you’re supposed to go back and place your head on that cabinet in a properly controlled manner, or something? It’s like that, but kinda the opposite in that the touch happens after a ‘near miss’ rather than an accident.

Aaargh. I’ve just had to do a thumb to desk contact and also purposefully knock my heels together and against the pillar of my office chair. Nnnnngh. :confused:

Talk to myself/say weird stuff out loud if no one is home.

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Absolutely nothing wrong with keeping eggs in the fridge you freaks.

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Do this all the time. Especially when driving.

Yeah I do this as well, often in really bad stereotyped intl accents

whit?!

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Boiled eggs are for simple children.

So you don’t feel like they’re judging you for being “that guy who always buys chocolate bars/beer/lottery tickets/something else we can side-eye you for”?

what is this nonsense

When I want to come here I type “co” into the browser bar and then hit return, even though i know for a fact that “c” would have done the job. Used to do the same with “dr” at the old place.

Such a waste of a good egg.

Play guitar in front of the mirror :frowning:

Largely because my guitars are so attractive

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this

except in my wallet
I also place my coins in size order in my pocket

sometimes if I’m thinking about something too much whilst walking, I’ll suddenly blurt out a random word really loudly, to the surprise and confusion of all around.

if I say right or left out loud, I motion the direction with my hands correct to my own view.
In IT, currently talking peeps at work setting iPads and smartphones up, a lot of motioning going on :confused:

Was thinking fags and rizzla but this isn’t a reflection on @Ruffers who I don’t know and possibly wouldn’t have the need to get through more than one pack of each of these items a day…

You’d either have to be a smoking machine or just constantly losing things to get through more than one pack of rizla a day.

My paternal grandad used to smoke a hundred woodbines a day, but to try to make himself cut down he’d only buy packs of ten, and send a different child out each time to the shop to try to make it less embarrassing.