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One of my oldest friends has an inexplicable aversion to people who peer down the subway tunnel to see if the train is close. It doesn’t just irk her; she
cannot abide it. “It’s not going to make it come any faster,” she’ll hiss. I’ve always written this off as the kind of charming eccentricity you love someone for and not in spite of, but I was just waiting for the elevator downstairs when a woman came into the building after me. Although I had
clearly pushed the button, and she registered the fact that I had pushed the button, she had to push it herself. Which
drives me crazy. When, really, what the fuck should I care? Clearly, there’s nothing more irritating in life to people than the OCD of other people.