Aversions

There are these idiosyncratic behaviors that we all have--one category of which is what I would call "aversions." I have them, and I understand where some of them came from and some are just mysterious. The dictionary defines aversion as a feeling of repugnance toward something with a desire to avoid or turn from it.

Some of mine are:

Touching the toilet seat to lift it up. That's why I always have one of those fuzzy covers on it. I will touch that.

Walking on hard floors with my bare feet. So i have tender baby feet. And i just can't stand the thought of them being dirty, either. Socks are just as bad if you have hard wood or other hard surface floors.

Dirty or stained teeth. Really. There's not excuse for this. There are a slew of products we can carry in our pockets that take care of this even when you're away from home.

Physical obstacles. --As in things in my environment that keep me from moving freely, functioning smoothly.


My sleep-pant legs pulling up. I think this is largely due to my aversion to unshaven legs rubbing together. I fail to shave everyday to keep them smooth, so this issue is inevitable. I still search for cuffed sleep pants that are as comfy as those Hanes ones I buy in the men's department.



Leftovers. I just think variety is the spice of life and at my age, i find that i am more and more bored with food. That's why restaurants like the Golden Corral are so attractive to me. I can choose among a hundred different things.

Family. --as I have never had a good experience with any family.

Filthy kitchen or bathroom. Nothing repulses me faster than visiting someone's home, only to find that their kitchen and/or bathroom looks like it is better suited for a crack house...

Calling customer service. Is it just me, or has customer service become an oxymoron in today's society? I hate the rudeness, the endless automated menus, and getting disconnected, only to have to start from the beginning again. I will avoid these phone calls like a flesh eating bacteria. I'd sooner perform an appendectomy on myself with a spoon.

Ball caps on women. Not every woman can pull it off without looking butch. I like my women to look like girls. Maybe it's because i lived in South so long and had to see all the Dykes wearing them, with their extra 80 pounds, short hair, and man-clothes. These types probably walk barefoot on the floor, have dirty bathrooms and kitchens, and no toilet seat cover.

Aversions