We all have quirks and oddities about us that nobody besides ourselves seem to understand. Mainly I think they are derived from foods, topics, experiences, and conversations we had when we were children. We grasp onto those ideals with a childlike belief that we will ALWAYS feel the same way about them.
Case-in-Point:
I knew growing up that adults craved and consumed coffee in the same manner that children are in love with chocolate. I knew they wanted coffee, I knew they needed coffee, and I didn't know a single adult who didn't drink coffee. I thought it was strange. Who in the world would want a hot drink from a ceramic mug if it wasn't Hot Chocolate? Most children I knew agreed with me, until slowly, one by one, they each converted to coffee. In high school, I was a rarity that I hadn't at least tried coffee. In college, I was an oddity that I didn't rely on it before 8 AM classes after a night of drinking. In my first career years, I was somewhat of a freak-show as the only desk void of a mug of straight up caffeine. Eventually, someone along the line learned I had never tried it. They doused it with sugar and shoved it in my face. I took my first tentative sip, and smiled... I KNEW my childhood assumptions had been correct, it was bitter and I HATED it! I returned to never trying it again, until my husband convinced me while we were dating to try some again. He was convinced that sugar in my coffee wasn't the answer. What I needed, he was sure of, was douses and douses of creamer. I loved it. At first, my coffee was practically a cup of creamer with a douse of coffee. Slowly, less and less cream has been added as I've grown to occasionally like the taste of a cup of coffee in the morning. Needless to say, my quirk and oddity of refusing coffee is now null-and-void. The childlike belief that I would never try it, always hate it, has in essence been squashed.
I also felt the same way about 'hot-tea'. I grew up with a family who made 'Sweet Iced-Tea' almost every weekend in the summer time and during family events. It was the family drink of choice. I thought it was almost sacrilegious and preposterous that someone would want to take this Iced Delight and HEAT IT UP. How gross must that be? Did these people deem themselves to be fancy? Sipping hot tea out of their teacups with their pinky-fingers up in the air like British people? Must you speak with a British accent if you drink tea this way? How odd. I resolutely decided it must not be normal. You brew your tea, ice it, and fill it up in a glass cup to sip. None of this hot-tea-drinking in a fancy china cup for me! No sir! Then I came down with a sore throat, and someone insisted on making me a throat soothing cup of hot tea. I was desperate, my throat was sore... I was willing to try anything, even hot tea. It CONVERTED me. I now have stashes of tea packets, which I drink at all points in the day.
Two oddities which haven't been changed, and I stupidly think that I will never change them (because I hate them with a passion). Are (1.) yogurt and (2.) jello. Now, I have to admit, I HAVE tried these items throughout the past. I still don't like them. It isn't so much the flavor of them, that is fine. It's the texture that has me gagging. I can't get over it. It feels like worms in my mouth.
Are there any oddities or quirks you have or have had in the past that most people find odd about you? Have you "overcome" them? Or, have you held on to some of them throughout the years as I have?