My OCD
I’ve realised recently that I have some sort of obsessive compulsive disorder. Trivial OCD, yes, but it’s still there. It’s apparent in several ways: I can’t watch people at work use an interactive whiteboard if it isn’t exactly calibrated. Even if the pen and the on-screen pointer are merely millimetres out of alignment, it drives me up the wall. I genuinely can’t watch them operate it, and last week I actually stood up in the middle of a meeting, took …