This got a lot of reaction on Reddit.
There were lots of interesting answers.
I hate the new blankets they sell for beds, those microfibery materials. They way they feel on my feet is the same way I feel about eating a peach, with the peach fuzz. That’s why I only eat nectarines and only use sheets as blankets.
Whatever happened to those cotton blankets they used to sell when we were kids?
I also hate orange juice after brushing.
What bugs you?
Velcro …. hate that stuff
Biting on a washcloth!
Sometimes when your own teeth scrape together and it makes a chirping sensation… the bad feeling can linger with me for hours.
Thinking about it now is bothering me.
Organdy dresses. Itchy tags in my shirts. Tingling when my leg goes to sleep. The build up to a huge choking sneeze. Oh, I have a long list.
That weirdo strange sensation you can get, but not always, from your bellybutton.
These days pretty much everything bugs me. Like how stupid supposed news stories never come to a resolution and justice is never served.
Oh. Simple stuff? Like how the EPA has made it that once reliable cleaners no longer clean? Or that we pour perfectly good corn liquor into our gas tanks? Or how cats will run 100 feet across ceramic tile and wood floors to hack up a hairball on the 2×4 area rug on my side of the bed at 0230?
OK, this hurts but I’ve never heard anyone else complain about this. You know how muscles sometimes twitch a little just as you’re falling asleep. It usually goes away pretty quick. Anyway the muscles that twitch for me is in my jaw, and it frequently causes me to bit my tongue. Sometimes drawing blood. All I know is that it is one hell of a miserable way to wake up. It qualifies as a sensation I can’t stand.
Oh yeah. Itchy tags. On the back of your neck. Yaaah. Especially in pajamas.
Hillery Clinton’s voice
Any fabric that snags or pulls out hair.
Popsicle stick rubbing against my teeth.
When my foot falls asleep and there’s pins and needles when the nerves re-awaken.
When pieces of my hair floats in front of my face on my eyes and nose.
I have the world’s largest collection of bobby pins because of that.
The way glasses sit on my nose. It’s irritating. I really need to go see if I can replace them with contact lenses.
I hate the noise of a Jake Brake on an 18 wheeler. Especially when a driver uses it, while pulling out of a parking lot. Completely unnecessary.
When I have low blood sugar. Y’all diabetics know what I’m talking about.
Fucking HATE it. 75% of the time it’s so irritating.
Yes, scratchy shirt tags. They’ve largely been replaced by printing, which is great, but you occasionally run across an old fashioned scratchy tag. I tear ’em out, even if it leaves a hole. Also, the tazing whenever I dance around the patio in my wife’s underwear, as well as listening to top 40 radio and rap. Can’t stand that sensation. But the worst ever was the Husky-type jeans I had to wear in 5th grade that had knees reinforced by thin vinyl sheeting on the inside. TORTURE. Wearing those in 90° humidity…I’m 50 and the hair on the back of my neck still stands up when I think about it. *shudder*
My bare feet on a hard floor. I have bony feet and walking on concrete or tile makes it seem like exposed bone is touching the floor. lol.
I have “floaters” in my eyes. They look like clumps of lint floating around when I look at plain, white surfaces or a clear sky. They have been there as long as I can remember. They don’t affect my vision in any other way.
Baking soda toothpaste. I can’t get rid of the taste and my mouth feels pasty.
Tenesmus. Don’t lie, any of you.
Restless leg syndrome, especially when I am on an airplane and the seat belt sign is on.
Jethro YAAAS!!!! The floaters! They’re worse if you have sinus problems or headaches. I manage to move the spots away by moving my eyes around.
Clothing tags, micro fiber anything, velour on towels, stepping on hacked up hair balls, cat litter in my socks.
The smell of the steam from a buttered frying pan, that just cooked eggs, being run under cold water.
grool – Ugh. I’m on the IBSD cycle right now. lol
You want to know about strange sensations?
Try Lyme disease:
Joint pains that migrate around your body daily.
Random muscle twitches that feel like mini electric shocks.
Can’t remember what an acronym stands for to save your ass.
Mixing up the first to letters of the second word in a sentence as you write or type.
MJA, I empathize.
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Fur- mine is when eggs or sausages have finished frying. Blech.
OK, then there’s Mint. Seafood (especially shellfish) raw or cooked. Instant nausea and or dizziness.
@MJA
I do that with my eyes too. But only in private. I’m sure I look like Marty Feldman if someone saw me doing it.
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Another one – having dry skin and doing needlework. The feeling of fibers/yarn going across the skin feels like a hack saw. Gloves in a A Bottle works to fix it.
People smacking their gum…
Same mouth breather eating/chewing an apple with their mouth open….
Eugenia, I have to ask. What’s the story with that clown?
When you put in a pierced earring in your ear and the post is too thick or it’s curved funny and it won’t go through all the way but gets stuck partway. My earlobe then turns bright red and stays warm for about an hour+ after once I do get it.
I probably have mild OCD’s. Can’t stand to have any raised bumps anywhere on my skin, scalp, pretty much my entire body. I’ll pick and pick until the annoyance is removed. Guess what that leaves?
The worst annoyance is anyone within earshot smacking while eating. That sends me through the roof.
If I smell a foul odor, I breathe through my nose. I know this is bass akwards, but I don’t want the foul odor in my mouth.
Did I mention I suspect I have OCD?
For certain fabrics (like sweaters, fleeces, etc.), having to hold my sleeves with my hand to put my coat on so my sleeves don’t end up on my upper arms. Yeah, my winter coats have built-in fleeces so the coefficient of friction with clothing is very high. (Oh your poor baby, Jimmy!)
Creepiest thing I’ve felt: High altitudes make me feel like my body is floating away and I am gasping for air like a fish out of water. My absolute limit is around 6 thousand feet (indoors with air conditioning). The highest I’ve been is 12,000 feet. (for 5 minutes) Never again. lol.
willysgoatgruff- And the gum thing. Absolutely.
Sometimes I get the sensation of falling just as I am nodding off to sleep. I usually flail around for just an instant. It freaks my wife out when it happens.
Commercials for pharmaceuticals and the disclaimers about side effects.
Maybe because I watch news and reruns.
Or maybe because, even tough I don’t use them I suffer from diarrhea, constipation, runny nose, runny stools, black stools, black face, drooling, difficulty breathing, dementia, low T, high T, anxiety, am walked about hand in hand with a cute animated bladder, flashbacks, sickle cell, cardio something something, precancerous post operative whatchamacallit, lesions, sores, irritation, gastritis, neuritis, neuralgia, nostalgia, and wicked stinky farts.
And that’s on a good day.
Joe6pak…you’re not the only one.
I had 2 co-workers who would come find me when they had to get a pill out of bottles. They couldn’t stand touching the cotton balls. lol
When you reach in your pocket for your wallet, but forgot that you put it in your console earlier.
I was recently diagnosed with esopropria — a very latent lazy eye condition where my right eye just starts doing its own thing and I see double. I feel like Mad Eye Moody when it starts up. Stress and anxiety is the cause, so if I lie down or sit quietly and close my eyes it goes away pretty quickly. It’s not uncomfortable but it bugs me.
The sight of anyone fidgeting, especially with their hands or tapping a foot.
The sound of a utensil scraping across a plate/bowl.
Being touched by a man.
Minty gum and cold water; can never finish a glass
I have tinnitus. Always hear a low grade hissing. I can usually ignore it unless I’m in a really quiet room. Very annoying.
Also can’t stand it when anyone crecks their knuckles.
Running short on ammo.
Being awakened out of a sound sleep by a tiny leak in my BiPAP mask blowing on and tickling my eyelashes.
That sensation of putting on a shoe and finding that a large southern bug has taken up residence….
PHenry, that bad?? Your doctor called. Don’t take those two dichlorogodiemate and call him in the morning.
Squart
Fur — I’ve somehow come into possession of a couple of cotton hospital blankets I could send you. Also, Bed, Bath & Beyond has nice, woven cotton blankets. I’m with you. Cotton in summer, wool in winter. No synthetic blankets! And I detest those ultra soft plushy things they make into blankets. They don’t breathe and they smell bad.
How about the reverse question: things that OTHER people can’t stand but don’t bother you at all?
I’m sure the world is a happier place now that dry erase boards have pretty much completely replaced blackboards and chalk. Yes, I was the kid in school who delighted in scraping my fingernails on the blackboard. I also was the kid who would rub latex balloons to make them squeak really loudly. BWAHAHAHAHA!
I did get over it sometime in the early 60s and I’ve been totally lovable ever since. (-;
Sweating hard in the gym and sweat dropping down the butt crack.
(Hey, you asked)
‘Running short on ammo.’
LMAO,
surprise, surprise
Best to you Brad sincerely
Dry micro fiber cloths on my hands.
I don’t know if this happens to anyone else, but I don’t like heights and I get a very sharp twinge deep in my groin area whenever I see an image of someone doing something risky on the edge of a high precipice (cliff, tall building, etc.). It’s a very uncomfortable, visceral reaction that I find difficult to control even when I know the person is not in danger, because I can picture being in that situation myself and how I would feel. Is that where they get the term “pucker factor” from?
“Sweating hard in the gym and sweat dropping down the butt crack.
(Hey, you asked)”
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Stuck to a hot vinyl car seat from sweat in the summer.
Can’t watch even watch ‘Vertigo” with Jimmy Stewart.
Knows what your saying.
Not sure about the “pucker factor” thing, not an understandable place for me as well, yet agreeing,,,
^ Same here VV.
I tried watching that documentary about the dude that walked between the Twin Towers.
Nope.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2p4BOGXSBw
Pucker factor? When I watch this, I could strip wire with me bum.
Thinking you’re going to drink water, but drink milk instead.
Milk tastes salty under those circumstances.
Grit between my sweaty toes wearing socks and boots or shoes.
Hmm. Looks like I can add another one to the reverse list of things that bother others but not me. I like high places and always walk right over to an edge so I can look down. After piloting hang gliders for a few years, a friend tried to get me to go sky diving. I said no because the ride was over way too fast and I liked to be up there as long as I could find lift (which meant multiple hours aloft when conditions were right).
Acromania. That’s what I’ve got.
OK you fellow male Acrophobians. I get a particular testicular reaction to heights. Am I alone.
@Vietvet — I’m not afraid of heights, but I can’t watch videos of people getting hurt because I feel their pain. Can’t even watch America’s Funniest Home Videos because so many of them entail people falling, slamming themselves into things, getting struck in the nether regions, etc. Can’t watch things like that at all.
My dried out hands after pouring concrete.
Pucker factor? When I watch this, I could strip wire with me bum.
A curse and a blessing,,
You lucky,
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I hate when people do the “pretend push” when you’re looking out over a cliff.
The real push is much worse, though. So, you best stop with the pretend one.
@Bad_Brad – Heights don’t do it to me, but a spider crawling on my bare skin in the dark does. I know EXACTLY the sensation you’re talking about!
Curse, because I always wanted to try hang gliding. No way. Can’t even get near a window in a skyscraper.
Another bad one: Watching a parent turn their back on a toddler who is standing up in the shopping cart over a concrete floor at the grocery store.
Wool sleeping bags in the summer or anytime.
My grandparents had some from the old days in Minn.
The Royal Gorge in southern Colorado has a bridge with a clear bottom on it….Cain’t want to do it Mama….
‘Am I alone,’
obliviously not,,
‘testicular reaction to heights’
You lucky ”
LOL,,
A screaming Spawn of Satan, crying with no tears seen, screaming and kicking an adult.
Being sticky or cuffs of sweaters over my hands
Finding a worm in an apple. Or even worse, finding HALF a worm in an apple.
I took a handgun retention class once. From a guy that weighed about 165 lbs. He passed me with flying colors as soon as he saw me. True story. Most of that class was a freaken slow motion joke, BUT, he had the woman that came in and decribes the physiological changes of someone in a gunfight. It was amazing. But yea, what I describe are part of those survival reactions.
Matchsticks! I can’t stand to touch them. I avoid to even look at them. There was a picture of one on this site this week, I had to use the previous post/next post buttons to avoid going to the first page.
@AA, couldnt agree with you more. My right eye goes nuts when im driving at night so stay off the road after 8 or so.
people eating corn on the cob at the table. Gah, what a horrible sound. I eat elsewhere. My family understands thankfully
I inherited a microfiber cloth recently and now I know its not just me–thanks! I use it for nothing but my husband has it on top of the pool balls for some reason and I hate to make a deal or he might get more.
Being a Libtard and questioning Matt Whitaker.
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Missed your post. I’m working on a special crow bar to get our nut sacks pried loose from our chins. We need to form a club. I suggest, “The He Man woman Haters Club”. That are um scared shitless of heights.
@CWoW — It’s kinda scary, huh? It hasn’t happened while driving yet, but it’s always in the back of my mind. Fortunately, I can sorta feel when it’s about to go. I can also shut my right eye and my left eye is just fine, though it would feel very weird driving like that.
i look like a pirate at night driving with my patch. I need a tri-corner hat and personalized plates that read RRRRRR
Oh my g%&*RTYGVE$RTUIKBHC^(UO(I()*(R^&$%^$^TYFVHJ I just typed a boatload of stuff and then accidentally pressed something that made the page go back.
Well, some the same as others, such as not-smooth material against my skin as I sleep. (Love super heavy blankets, though.) OJ after brushing zee pearls and sleeves that get pushed up when putting a coat on. Bah!
Also dislike turtlenecks (have an infant memory of pulling at the neck part on a top), even today (though they look nice). When I was a baby my mother used to sometimes fold the toe area of my sock under my toes and put my shoes on and it drove me to distraction.
At times I grind or clench my teeth in my sleep and I don’t really feel any pain, but it has happened that it woke me up and it’s very unsettling.
Hair pushed against the back of my neck or when people touch my nose (even if they don’t hurt it, I just can’t stand to have my nose touched).
Smell of patchouli (smells like musty attic).
Smacking noises when eating.
I think I’ve said this before but as a kid I once licked a tv and another time bit into a balled up piece of aluminum foil. Both were horrible.
Seeing blood come out of someone’s mouth in the movies. Abdomen, back, legs, whatever, it is what it is, but from the mouth? Grosses me out.
I can be thrown up on, pooped on, peed on (mind you, we’re talking little kids here), but just seeing the snot coming out of a little kid’s nose, or (worse) sitting around on his upper lip makes me want to vomit.
The taste of any sort of sweetener in iced tea is so ugh. Once a friend (from Alabama) asked me if I wanted some “good ole, Southern iced tea” and I was all yeah! (I was 18 and had no clue.) When I tasted it I got the shock of my life. Which reminds me, in all of Canada (I drove across it one year to get to NY) there doesn’t seem to be a single restaurant, sit down or fast food, that sells UNsweet iced tea. If Alberta wants to become the 51st state, they better do something about that sh**!!!!
The “opioid itch” that shows up anywhere on the body. The right side of the tummy, the knee, back of the ear, it’s just so awful. It’s one of the side affects from long term use of opioids taken for pain like arthritis.
Antibiotics work, but…..
Of course the chalkboard thing, even when it’s the chalk making the noise. The other is when someone folds a piece of paper and uses their nails to crease it, that sound is even worse than a chalkboard.
My hair getting in my eyes or nose.
Listening to women who sound like a mouse, that makes me want to hit someone. The other is a grown woman trying to sound like a little girl, like the POS who falsely accused Kavanaugh.
When you use a lot of bleach, or are at an indoor pool, and then you get out in the open air, everything smells and tastes bleachy for awhile. I hate that.
the sound my boyfriend makes when we run out of vaseline
My youngest boy thinks it’s funny to come up behind me, pinch my loose elbow skin, and rub it in his fingers. It feels creepy as hell.
well Larry, it looks like you might take the prize tonight,
now go wash your mouth out.
Absolutely,the sensation of chewing aluminum foil on my teeth is so distracting and strange it is nearly painful.
The feel of those awful PC cardboard straws against my lips and tongue.
Same with the PC wooden disposable “silverware.”
“The feel of those awful PC cardboard straws against my lips and tongue.”
OK, I’m going to bed now. LOL
Oh and men with high pitched voices or feminine men, it makes my skin crawl.
Answering the phone and saying hello and the other person says hello back and nothing else. I don’t want to keep saying hello, just state why the hell you called me.
Illustr8tor,
For the pierced earing problem, keep a supply of the little foil enclosed alcohol swabs sold in the diabetic supplies section of the pharmacy, near your earing stash. I wet both sides of my lobes with one and wipe the post right before insertion. Great lub for easy sliding the post in, plus the added benefit of the disinfectant properties for delicate lobe tissue.
“The feel of those awful PC cardboard straws against my lips and tongue.”
I’ve only ever used a plastic straw, thank goodness we could care less about such things in this state.
“Great lub for easy sliding the post in,”
Holy shit. PJ is a dangerous woman.
@ Bad Brad,
LOLOL
You know I could have written about the straws and my instructions to Illustr8tor for lubbing her earlobes more provocatively, but I resisted.
PJ
Oh please do it. I’m old. LOL. Luv ya PJ.
@ Old Racist White Woman
We were somewher traveling and that was the only thing available at a fast food place. I hate that stuff as much as the little wooden spoons that used to come with ice cream in dixie cups, or licking the last of a popsicle stick or ice cream bar. Grrrr.
“Oh and men with high pitched voices or feminine men, it makes my skin crawl.”
You’re rude and don’t ever call my show.
@ Bad Brad,
Can’t do it. I’ll destroy my innocent persona.
Loveya back BB.
After all the wonderful responses here?
What bugs me?
Nutting,
You all as usually have nailed it!
Despise turtlenecks. Can’t stand drinking a cold drink without a straw.
The reverse list – I love public speaking.
Andrew Cosmo’s voice and face pretty much anything Coumo
The sound of metal utensils scraping together esp forks
Flies on Obama’s face.
PJ, I always hated those wooden sticks as well. I’m going to be doing quite a bit of traveling this year, so I think I’ll be buying a box of straws to take with me just in case.
Biting onto aluminum foil with my teeth, like from a baked potato. I now always request that they serve it without the aluminum.
Oh, and I never run low on ammo.
Wool fabrics and knits makes my skin itch like mad.
My teeth are sensitive to cold food, like ice cream and drinks. The pain is intense.
Co-worker vigorously and thoroughly shaking salad dressing bottle at office fridge, which is 3 ft. from my desk.
Watch those herbs and spices dance.
Looking down from that glass platform over the Grand Canyon into the abyss below would scare the snot out of me. I too don’t like heights but I’m perfectly fine in an airplane looking down since I’m in an enclosed space even in my friend’s little Cessna when I’ve gone flying with him. Even looking over the front of Grand Coulee Dam bugs me.
Anytime I’m hearing phrases and words “progressive”,”it’s for a future of our children”, “it’s for greater good”, “building bridges to the future”, etc., whiskers all over my body standing up. 😉
That feeling like feet like that like being like squeezed like that.
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While in flight training we would pull the helicopter into a hover at 4000 ft, with the doors off in the summer. I could lean out the door a little and look straight down, didn’t bother me a bit. But if I stand on the edge of a high building or watch that video of the guy climbing the antenna, my blood runs cold. Go figure.
I hate the perversity of inanimate objects. They seem to have a mind of their own. If I want to pick something up, it will leap to the floor before I can get it. Whatever I want to do, inanimate objects always want to do the opposite. Especially while working in the garage. I don’t talk to myself, but I do talk to inanimate objects.
AbigailAdams… right there with ya, watching videos of other people getting hurt, Gawd I hate it I feel electrical shocks going through me.
Someone else also got it… touching microflannel when my fingers are drying and chapped. Gah please no.
Not being able to Qtip my ears after a shower and I can feel the moisture in there. My imagination goes into overdrive and I’m imagining tiny spiders in my ears.
People that make a puff noise when they say words that start with the letter P. It’s like they have to blow that P out of their mouths to get the word started. Drives me nuts.
People on Medicaid taking an ambulance to the ER for something none emergent, like constipation, or a barely visible rash. I changed the words to an old Fleetwood Mac song and I sing it under my breath, “You can pay your own way. Pay your own wa-a-ay….”
Also, there seems to be a fair number of people here that bite foil????