OCG

The people across the street from us have OCG.
Obsessive Compulsive Gardener.
Now, we all have our "issues". Apparently, I
seem to have mine plus other people's and as
soon as I find out who those people are, I'm
calling them to come pick up their "issues", I've
got enough going on.
Anyway, back to Obsessive Compulsive Gardener.
I feel bad for the guy. With all the things he has
to do, it takes him hours to mow the lawn.
HOURS!
Here are a few of his rituals....
-open and close the truck door 4 times.
-walk around the truck 12 times.
-bang the grass cuttings out of the trash 4 times in a row,
by hitting the bin on the ground then making a rhythmic beating
on the side of it. It has a nice beat but you can't dance to it.
Please note, I AM NOT making fun of this guy.
I find him fascinating.
I've sat at my window and watched
him go though all these things.
One day I watched him pick up a pen from the dashboard
and put it back - 12 times in a row.
How does this poor guy get through the day??
I hope he knows he can take meds for these things.
Maybe I should offer him some of mine......