A few days ago I had a hard day at work and at one point when I had a little break in the (non-stop PR) action I craved a smoke. So I went to the washroom and washed my hands. Then I washed them again.
After my OCD episode, I threw the paper towel on the floor (instead of in the garbage can because I’m still a bad girl.
Since I am now a non-smoking bad girl I need new ways to express my badass-ness.
I have also stopped rinsing the pop cans before putting them in the recycling bin.
Next I’ll stop holding the door behind me for the next person.
Oh yeah, I’m bad and I don’t care.