My name is Sarah and I’m a correct-aholic.
(“Hi, Sarah!”)
I have a quirk, it’s not a bad quirk, but it’s hard to control. I compulsively feel the need to correct people all the time. On the internet, I have to physically restrain myself from typing little notices correcting other’s grammar and spelling. I mean, I make mistakes too, but my OCD makes it hard for me to ignore an errant “definately” on someone’s Facebook wall. I may be insane.
I realize this is beyond annoying, but that is nothing compared to me in person. I eavesdrop on people and when I hear them say something wrong, call something the wrong name or are just wrong then I want to tell them they’re wrong. I want to do this to strangers, it’s no good. Such as today when I was at the pool and all these little sorority girls were there saying all kinds of dumb stuff about Atlanta, names of restaurants and other such pointless things and it took every ounce of my self-control not to butt in and correct them all.
I think the first step in my rehab will be to try not to correct strangers then maybe I’ll leave my loved ones alone too.
