p words
 

Ya, that's right. P words. It started when I was a freshman in high school. I began to be very conscious of these words. I tended to notice when someone would say them or when I would write them. This brings us to why I chose this subject. Four years later, I cannot stand words that begin with this letter. Ecspecially, when spoken. Not as much when written, though it always catches my attention. I know it's a weird 'lil thing & everyone always aggravates me about it. They constantly say them to annoy the hell outta me. So does anyone else out there have any thing that really disturbs ya? Any weird quirks? http://www.greekchat.com/forums/ubb/rolleyes.gif
Please tell me I'm not the only one http://www.greekchat.com/forums/ubb/smile.gif

am i missing something here? your screen name starts with a p...

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Steve Corbin
Lambda Chi Alpha
Theta Kappa Chapter
Rose-Hulman Inst. of Tech.

not as much when written....typed. it's mainly when others do it over and over again. I guess i just found it weird that i notice it way too much

not as much when written....typed. it's mainly when others do it over and over again. I guess i just found it weird that i notice it way too much

I got a p-word for you:

Paxil

It's used to treat obsessive compulsive disorders.

OK, I know that was harsh. My grandmother had something like that, but it was a few words she didnt like the way they sounded, like Stomach, Grandma, Lubbock, I forget the rest. She also liked to point out to people that their noses that were crooked. And she had the urge to pop other peoples blackheads. Come to think of it she was a little off sometimes. MAybe that was a bad reference.

[This message has been edited by lifesaver (edited August 02, 2001).]

Ok, I have a a question...

Does this "P-word" quirk also include P words that are pronounced with a silent P and "F" (PH)...like PHILANTHROPY....or PSYCHOTIC...???

it bothers me when people call their grandparents things like:

Nanna
Pops
Mammy
Granny
Gramps
Pappy
Pah-paw
Mah-maw
Grammy
Poppy


YUCK! It's just so...mushy and ick!

Ew, I forgot:
Me-maw or Me-me.....<gag>!

no not silent like philanthropy...
I bet you are thinking I'm stupid, but I just figured that everybody had 'lil thangs that annoyed them

tinkerbell, what do you call your grandparents?

I call my grandparents:
Oma & Opa.
It's German.

I call my grandparents Grandma and Grandpa.
Cutie: That's cool if it's some kind of heritage thing, and I'm not saying that people shouldn't call their grandparents whatever they want, but it's just one of my dumb pet peeves that makes me go <eek!>. Especially since my cousins call their other grandparents Pah-paw and Mee-maw. yuck!
I guess it's so they don't get confused, but I just call my grandparents Grandma & Grandpa "A" and Grandma & Grandpa "F" for their last names.

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***Tinkerbell***

~~~Don't worry, be happy!~~~

I don't think I've ever called my grandparents grandma and grandpa. I only use grandma and grandpa when when I'm referring to them in the 3rd person.

When I was a kid I had a hard time saying grandpa and grandma. Ever since I can remember I've called my grandpa "PAPA". Grandma's simply "Tutu" or "Lila". Tutu is Hawaiian and Lila's Filipino. When I was little, instead of saying "Lila" (because I couldn't say it), grandmas were "YAYA ISABEL" and "YAYA MERCEDES".

I don't know why, but I still call my mom "Mama" or "Mommy". Dad's still "Daddy". I don't see that changing anytime soon.

My grandparents on my mom's side were always (or are in case of grandpa) Grandma and Grandpa. But on my dad's side I called them French Grandma and French Grandpa. LOL

princessgin, I understand completely what you mean. I think a lot of people have these sorts of quirks, tho' some people (like me) have more than the usual amount. Probably just this side of OCD, but I've never been diagnosed, and I kind of like it anyway. It doesn't interfere with my life, and I find it somewhat soothing, and it can be fun at times, so what's the harm? http://www.greekchat.com/forums/ubb/smile.gif

I've got a think with "balance". I remember being a little kid, and if I'd "scrunch" up the toes on one foot, I'd have to do it on the other foot. But of course, to me, it didn't feel "even", so I had to go do it a little more on the first foot, which would then throw off the balance in the other direction, etc. I do the same thing when tapping the steering wheel while driving and stuff like that.

As to words... I used to see little Tetris blocks dropping in while I was reading, filling in the gaps between words and on the edges of un-justified type. But I think that's more about my addiction with certain games at that time than anything else.

AlphaSigLana, what is the other "p" word that disgusts you so much? I thought I knew what you meant, but I can't think of what's so disgusting about it. But then, I like a lot of words that most people dislike a whole lot, so what do I know.

P7A77---I totally do the same thing! I mean, I STILL do! If my right foot itches, and I scratch it, then I have to scratch the other foot anyhow, even if it doesn't itch. Then I have to scratch the other one again, back and forth, until something else comes up. LOL!

I also used to do this thing when I was little where I kept thinking that I couldn't step on the floor because it was made of lave, so I had to hop from carpet to carpet, chair to couch to table, etc. I think I must have been paranoid about this because of playing Mario at a friend's house. No wonder my mom never let me have any video games of my own!!! LOL!!!

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***Tinkerbell***

~~~Don't worry, be happy!~~~

You forgot ya-ya, lol. My roomate last year called his grandma ya-ya. No joke.

Hey...don't knock ya-ya! That is the Greek word for "grandmother," although we spell it differently (yiayia). I will be thrilled to hear my grandchild call me that someday.

Huh? Are you talking about penis and PUSSY???
Yeah, I don't like the latter word neither.
Who does?

To paraphrase the Simpsons:


WEIRDEST THREAD EVER.

This post is preposterous. To paraphrase, the penal population puts poontang above prayer. Which BTW, pokes a picky picker at a plethora of plain purple people. As a pony, I would go to the park with my Mee-mah and Poo-pah. The park, coincidentaly, was placed in the people's republic of pepperoni.

http://www.greekchat.com/forums/ubb/biggrin.gif I couldn't resist.

Wow, was beautiful. I wish I had your eloquence! http://www.greekchat.com/forums/ubb/biggrin.gif

Perhaps princessgin
Perceiving personal pain
Promotes "p"lessness?

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Travelling with no boundaries, moving in imaginary.

dont forget pe-paw (pronouced pee paw)
LOL you must be a native of our great state of TN...its pretty popular here

Re: p words
 

Awfully Persnickety, isn't it?

LOL Sorry! Couldn't resist!

PUSSY! :D

:D LMAO!!!:D

This is a pretty funny thread!

My boyfriend calls his maternal grandparents mah-maw and pah-paw. It was the first time I had ever heard of that. When he spoke of them for the first time I had to have him repeat it several times b/c I thought it sounded so funny and just couldn't understand where that came from...woo, that was a run on sentence! Anyhow, I don't really like it myself. It sounds strange to me. I refer to both sets of Grandparents as Grandma and Grandpa. To differentiate them I simply add their last name.

As for the OCD thing...
I've never been officially diagnosed but I'd say it's pretty safe to refer to myself as being so. Not so much anymore, but when I was a little girl I was really obsessive about certain things. In the third grade I would change clothes as much as three times a day if I would get even a speck of dirt on me...not normal!

The whole foot thing is familiar too. Srunching of the toes...I can relate, but my kicker was the tying of the shoes. If one lace came undone and had to be tied, I'd tie the other one too. They had to match; equally as tight and bow in place.

Another funny thing I did up until high school was when I turned off the t.v. it would always be on the same channel and at a specific volume, usually volume 15...:rolleyes:

Most of these quirks have passed. I'm not nearly as obsessive...still neurotic just less obsessive. Perhaps my OCD kept my neurosis in tact and since I'm not as obsessive anymore I've become more neurotic...LOL!!!;)

I eat my M&M's by color. I thought that it was my little secret. It turned out my sisters (biological) had been talking about it for years! We all have little idiosyncrasies that make us unique and interesting.

I won't eat white or yellow lettuce-ewwwwwwwww, only green

DITTO!!!

NO ICEBERG LETTUCE, THANK YOU!
BRING ON THE BOSTON LETTUCE OR ARUGALA (sp)!!!:D

most of my hangups also involve food. i realize this while eating lunch...just a few would be:

i hate beans. so before eating the bowl of chili in front of me, i carefully go through and pick every bean out. I also cant eat chili without crackers. this might be a southern thing...or just a gross one, but the crackers must be saltine and they must have butter on them.

i love sausage biscuits - but i cant eat them without strawberry jelly on the biscuit.

i must admit - i have to eat everything with a fork and knife...i hate eating with my hands!

I'm really anal about my closet... all my clothes must be hung with the labels facing RIGHT, organized first by color, and then by sleeve length and weight. For instance: starting at the left side of the closet are my whites: turtlenecks first, then regular longsleeved shirts, then oxfords, then tees, then finally tanks or halters. Then comes the blues, greens, reds/pinks/oranges, and blacks.

I can always tell when my roommate's been trying on my clothes cause stuff is in the wrong order :)

Hey, a little OCD never hurt anyone :)

for the longest time if I did anything with one Hand I had to do it with the other. Writing my name, coloring pictures everything. My teachers got mad at me and told me just to do one because I was taking too long. :( Maybe I should be a lefty.

I never order wings for that reason...I can't stand eating with my hands!!! Well, I will eat sandwhiches with my hands, as long as they're not messy.:rolleyes:

I too have an order. I cannot have different hangers in my closest. They all have to be the same...style, color, etc. I opt for white plastic ones for the time being. They are easy to find and cheap, so I was able to buy them in large quantities.

When I went home one summer I did my parents entire walk in closet!!!:eek: It drove me crazy b/c they had pink ones, white ones, metal ones, etc. UGH...I couldn't take it!!!

Yeah, I'm a little out of control!!!:D :D

OMG! I thought I was the only one!! I can't eat chilli or taco salads in public b/c I don't have a spoon with holes in it to strain out the beans.

I also will not eat anything that has touched another food. For example, if the mashed potatos and gravy were to touch the turkey I would cut off that piece of turkey & and not eat that area of potatos. A lot of the time I'll only take part of the meal so I can have plenty of room on the plate and put other stuff in a bowl. My parents also got some divided plates from Tupperware for me :)
Heidi

I'm sort of the same way with my food.





I also will not eat anything that has touched another food. For example, if the mashed potatos and gravy were to touch the turkey I would cut off that piece of turkey & and not eat that area of potatos. A lot of the time I'll only take part of the meal so I can have plenty of room on the plate and put other stuff in a bowl. My parents also got some divided plates from Tupperware for me :)
Heidi [/B][/QUOTE]

Wow... I thought I was the only person alive with the closet/hanger obsession. All of my clothes HAVE to face a certain direction. They go in a certain order, and they MUST be on white plastic hangers. I know others who won't use wire hangers, but none of them can understand why mine can only be white. My husband was not at all happy when I moved in and told him the wire hangers had to go.

Now, to go back a little more in the thread...

My paternal grandparents were grandma and papaw to me. My older cousin called them mother and papaw, and my 2 younger cousins called them maw and paw.
I'm not sure, but I think papaw was a revision to the name my dad used for his grandfather.... poppy. I never understood the one cousin calling our grandma mother, and I'm sure I never will. That's just too strange. The younger ones couldn't say grandma or grandpa. It just came out ma and pa, and they stuck with that.
My maternal grandmother was granny. That's what all of grandchildren called her, and I never gave it a second thought. Maybe because I figured she was probably a great-grandparent by the time I was born. If not, then it was only 8 years at the most until she was a great-grandmother.

My son calls my dad pawpaw. This used to really irritate me, but it was at my father's request, so I'm just going along. He calls my mom mawmaw, but I really think that's because she and my grandma didn't care much for each other and she had no desire to share a name. Plus, she thought granny sounded way too old.

He calls his paternal grandparents grammy and gramps. I hate that, but it's what they wanted.