A tangential story about definitely non-OCD people.
I always get a kick out of screwing with "cashiers" at the convenience stores. It happened again yesterday. My total was $3.87 and I gave him $5.12. He just stood there and stared at the money like it was from another planet and wondered what the hell to do next.
But my all time favorite.
I like Bud Clamato (I call them a "beer bloody mary"). I used to live near a store that sold singes for $1.99 but would sell a 4 pack for $6.99 which was cheaper than anywhere else in the area. I came in one day, picked up four and the new girl rang them up.
"$4.99" she said.
"What?" I responded, "that's not right, it's $6.99 for a 4 pack."
"NO!" she said "that would be more than buying them one at a time...$1.99 times 4 is $4.99"
whooooooooooaaaaahhh....................................