7 Things That Stress Me OUT!
- reetwrites
- Sep 17, 2015
- 2 min read
We all have our own stressors. Some of them are rational, and some don’t quite make so much sense. Here are 7 of my irrational stressors!
Glass Doors. I cannot explain what it is, but fingerprints on glass makes me anxious. So glass doors just stress me out more than I can ever hope to explain. They are just COVERED in fingerprints!! And what if some small child or bird or even unassuming adult runs into them???
Revolving doors. What if I can never get out and I’m stuck in this revolving door for the rest of my life? What if I don’t step out fast enough and get hurt/break the door/break an appendage on my way out?
Holding the door open. While we’re on the topic of doors, let me share with you my stress about holding the door open for strangers. Now don’t get me wrong, I think this is such a nice thing to do! On really rough days, it brings a small smile to my face when someone is nice enough to hold the door open for me - it’s just a simple, kind, helpful gesture. But how far away is too far away? And what about when you thought there was no one behind you so you didn’t hold the door open for them? And what about when there is a huge stream of people and you just wanted to help out that one stressed looking mom, but now you’re holding the door open for a stampede?
Small talk. How much information is too much information? Does my barista really care about my plans for the weekend? Do I really want to tell him? And does the nurse REALLY care about what I’m studying? Should I tell her WHY I picked my major? Is the weather still an acceptable thing to talk about when you’re checking out at the supermarket? How in depth can I go before it’s just weird? Is there like a time period we need to carry this out for before we can start talking about normal things?
Cheese chips. I’m not a fan of cheese in general, but cheesy chips are unbearable. They get all over your hands, and the residue doesn’t come off until you’ve rubbed your hands with steel wool, and the smell. It just makes me gag. But of course I’m friends with cheese lovers, so maybe some day this won’t be on my list of stressors.
Wrinkled paper. Wrinkled paper is weak - it rips easily, it makes me feel irresponsible (I CAN’T EVEN KEEP A PAPER SAFE?????), and it looks sad. Un-wrinkled paper, on the other hand, looks fresh, on point, professional, and sends the message that you’ve got your life together (YOU CAN PROTECT AT LEAST A PIECE OF PAPER!!!!!).
Hand sanitizer. It makes my hands sticky - are my hands supposed to be sticky? Can I actually eat with all this gunk on my hands? Should I just go wash this stuff off? Did I rub it in enough? I don’t think I did. Why are my hands so sticky????
Those are just SOME on a long list of my irrational stressors. What are yours?
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