I have no idea how the conversation with my co-worker rolled around to this, but it uncovered a deep seated memory. When I was 8 or 9 years old my parents would always split a grapefruit between them for breakfast. I was awake before they got up one morning and decided to surprise them by doing it for them. Except... I didn't cut the grapefruit evenly. Rather than cutting it in half I managed to cut it into 1/3 and 2/3. So I did what anyone would do. I threw it away by the side of the house! ( I believe I was worried that they would see it if I threw it in the trash!) My mom found it a few days later and pondered about why there was a grapefruit next to the house. Of course I said "I don't know."
The moral of this story: My OCD apparently started early and I've always been a horrible liar!
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