Sort of, to me, 'cause I am OCD. In some ways, but other things not very much. Like with a sandwich. I can't have the mustard touching the bread. I have to put it between the meat and lettuce. Nor can I eat a sandwich by biting off different size bites. Actually I eat sandwiches with a knife, cutting off bite size pieces. Same with a hot dog. To not do that makes me feel like things are off center, or tilted, or the part not yet consumed might develop round corners. Sometimes I see someone eating something from his/her hand, like a hamburger, and they take a fairly large bight and then without chewing or swallowing they take a second or even a third, cramming more in than they could get with just one bight. That drives me insane. I mean I want to scream at them to take one bight and completely eat it and don't take another until the first is in his belly.
Guess what. My back, actually my spine is messed up to the point I can't walk. I've been on the couch for six days waiting on my surgery date and I have become really, really bored. I sleep and eat on this couch. So I do dumb stuff like explaining how I eat sandwiches. Let me know if anyone gives a rat's patoot.