OCD

Don't you know when you have a friend over, and that friend absentmindedly puts her drink on the ground, except the ground is filthy, so the cup becomes filthy? And you don't say anything in the moment, choosing to carry on with conversation, but vigilant in monitoring the fate of that cup? (Where will it go next? What tables or surfaces might she move it to? What’s your game plan if she asks for a refill? How do you best handle the cup once she’s done?) And you have to have this 30-minute inner monologue take place in about 2.4…