So I was meandering around my Goodreads profile when I saw this:
My first feeling was this strange combination of repulsion and irritation, like when you notice a pimple on your face. Or when you have to shelve a Harlequin romance novel with an awkward cover at the library and fear that people will assume you’re reading it.
But then I thought to myself, what the heck? It’s just an odd number, so why do I feel so bothered by it?
And then I had an epiphany – all along, I’ve possessed a subconscious disliking of odd numbers. Here’s what I mean:
– I always pause running on my treadmill when the number of calories I’ve burned is even.
– I always attempt to maintain an even number of friends on Facebook and Goodreads.
– I always stop reading books on an even-numbered page.
– For some reason, multiples of five are excluded from the odd numbers I detest.
I’m not even kidding. I suppose it might be that even numbers are more orderly and neat, or maybe that they’re aesthetically appealing while odd numbers are ugly. Not to be egotistical, but I really want another follower on Goodreads, just to get rid of that 39…
I try to keep my average rating even, too – I remember when it was 3.77 and I purposely read a bad book (or, a book getting negative reviews but seemed interesting) just to lower the rating. I was going to read it eventually, but I chose it first out of the pile because, well, you know… I’m weird.
Does anyone else have this idiosyncrasy? If so, please share – I don’t want to feel like
such a miserable freak terrified by the number 7 I’m the only one.