First thing Thursday morning - Conversation with my boss:
Boss: Good morning!
Me - Can you please turn the Ozarka bottle over?
Boss - Okay. You are so demanding.
Me - Sorry. I did't even say "hello." I've just got one thing on my mind.
Boss - You do that a lot.
Me - I just focus on one thing and one thing only.
Boss - Why do you do that?
Me (in my head) - I have OCD
Me (outloud) - Well, in my old age I am getting forgetful, so I keep it in front of my brain so I will remember.
Boss - Well, it's not a bad thing, really. I'm not getting on to you or anything.
Do any of your bosses know you have OCD? Have you ever wanted to tell them? It almost slipped out that day.
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