I never thought I had any OCD tendencies but I discovered I do.
On my GPS unit, displayed in the lower left corner is the est. time of arrival. Today's target was Montgomery Alabama. Estimated time to my hotel? 4:19. No big deal. I got stuck in a little traffic and soon it was 4:23...what? Being the master of quantum physic theories, I realized that I would have to go over 60mph to get my 4 minutes back. Now I get the concepts but am totally weak on the math. It took forever to get those minutes back on track. Phew...crud, I gotta pee. Soon I was up to 4:27. I couldn't stand it. I was absolutely freaked at the extra 8 minutes. 8 lousy minutes? I have to get gas? NOOOOO!!!! It is so much easier to lose minutes than to gain them. Soon I was up to 4:35. Holy cow 4:19 seemed like such a wonderful magical time. I couldn't help stare at that horrible time feature. There is no way to disable that. I have to get into my tech kit and get some gaff tape. Not much gaff can't fix.