Friday, January 8, 2010
Too Organized (Except When You Need Something from Me)
People often make fun of me for being organized. I'm not obsessive-compulsive, at least not unusually so. But I do have a place for everything and everything in its place, and when things get out of whack, I feel it and show it. I get flustered very easily. I know most jokes are in good fun. Today, though, someone needed a particular piece of paper from me. We went to my office, and I got it for hir, at which point, zie got a little wide-eyed and said, "Your office is freaking me out. It's too organized." At which point I said, "Good thing, too, or I might not have been able to find what you needed."
Zie changed the subject at that point.