I was a child, and I didn’t like tags on my shirts. I could feel the tiniest inconsistency in the weave of fabric and knew how it was supposed to feel against the back of my neck. It just didn’t feel ‘right’ and it would bother me all day long. That minute anomaly in the system would haunt me until the day I figured out that I could just cut the darn tag off and be done with it!
Even removing the tag became an ‘art’ as I learned that it wasn’t simply a matter of one haphazard clip. If I did not cut the tag off my shirt correctly then I would feel the inadequate cut against my neck. And there were times where my solution was executed poorly, at least the back of my neck thought so. At times I would have to revisit the tag cut and examine the errors of my tag removal job.
Obsessive Compulsive Perfectionist? Uh, yes.
Hey, the way I saw it was that I simply knew what I liked and what I didn’t like. And if I didn’t like something, I would work to change it to my liking. Obviously one can deduce the type of individuals who design clothes as many articles of clothing, especially shirts, are now tag-less.
So I say ‘Thank You’ to all the obsessive compulsive perfectionists out there, diagnosed or not, who also knew ‘it’ before actually knowing it. We are societal change-makers!
Petdad 