My Own Brand of Crazy
The things that I have completely irrational responses to (in no particular order):
Pickles: HATE them. I have to pick them off my plate with a napkin because I don't want to touch them. If my burger has pickles on it, I have to send it back. I will however eat Russian Dressing on a reuben. I know, it makes no sense at all.
Corduroy: I can't touch corduroy without getting that feeling that somebody cut my nails too short. Most people find it soft and velvety. But I HATE it. My kids wear it and as long as it's on their bodies, it's fine. But the minute it comes off, I want to use tongs to put it into the laundry.
Veganism: In particular families who raise their kids as vegans from the get go. Having a kid on a restricted diet is a godawful burden for any child. I want to punch anybody who would do this for personal reasons. (remember, I'm talking about irrational responses here)
It's a relatively short list. The last one was added recently. I always thought that was odd, but suddenly it makes me (irrationally) furious.
What is your personal brand of crazy?