I don't know if you would call it OCD, but I have problems with people getting close to me. And touching most things grosses me out. So when I have to ride the city bus (and living in Portland without car, I do every day) I get really uncomfortable every time. Today there was a drooling toddler sitting in front of me. She felt the need to suck on a Ruffles BBQ-flavored chip, and then run the drool-y chip juice all over her seat and then reach out to me. I almost blacked out from the sheer terror. She babbled happily away, not understanding that I was not appreciative of her gookiness and high-pitched shrieks. Then the bus got full and I had like six slightly homeless-looking people all around me and I thought, it doesn't get any worse than this. Until I reached my stop and had to fight my way through the mob to get out.
I just can't deal with people in my personal space zone. I also hold my breath when people walk by because I'm afraid of what I'll smell. Also touching any kind of railing grosses me out. This doesn't mean I'm OCD, right? Just means I'm an uptight American. Excuse me, I have to wash my hands multiple times now.
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