obsessive compulsive is good

other night i printed out this file of notes i wrote last year at and after a team weekend trip. the file is totally my personal notes, you know? its a long weekend, so i wrote down stuff that worked, stuff that suxxored, things to remember about certain people like food preferences, who's allergic to what, who can't do certain kinds of food cos of religion ... those kinds of things.

stuff like ...

"R can't have chocolate ... didn't know she'd get the runs!! then why'd she eat it?"

"K goes OCD about degerming if someone lies down on her sleeping bag"

"X can't eat pepperoni pizza (muslim) ... don't forget to order a second choice
"dang ... 12 vegetarians ... we should have made the salad bigger?"
"G grabs other people's drinks to take a sip ... ewwwwwwwwww"

okay, so, at a meeting, i'm sitting there reading over my notes and trying to remember what ELSE i must have forgotten to write down or just plain didn't know about, like how many other folks went on a run for more ice and soda, and stuff like that, because i thought all they're talking about is trying to remember what we did last year and some of it was stuff i didn't have on my list ... and the guy next to me (who i didn't realize was even looking my way) starts saying out loud, "ask HER ... she's got all her notes from last year in her notebook" ...

i was like ........... ACK! ACK! ACK!

the whole room turns to look at me like ... "you took NOTES??? what kind of freak ARE you???"

*snarling*

well, apparently, the kind that doesn't believe "'i'll remember it next year" huh??? geeeeeesh