Hey Pandas, What’s Something You Do That Makes Other People Raise Their Eyebrows?

I completely and utterly go INSANE crazy talking, yelling to myself whenever I am walking a street alone and see someone intimidating, or someone ready to ask for money. Works every time. . .they immediately look away. . . and it's kinda fun

I ask them to do their best Rock impersonation.

Hi hi! I’m Vin. (That’s not my actual name but I don’t like to share my real one online) I don’t identify as male or female, and my clothing style is super weird and androgynous at the same time. I got stared at by a bunch of 60+ y/o people when I wore a suit and flatbrim fedora to church on Christmas Eve with my long hair and makeup. I took that attention as a compliment and waved and smiled at all the older ladies who were whispering to their husbands and staring at me :D

Whenever I have been in a fight, verbally or physically, I start to laugh.
The sudden rush to anger strikes me as funny,and I have to call 'time out'.
I've been told it makes me come across as crazy,but the whole arguing thing seems ridiculous..and really childish. 🤭

Also, as I'm pushing my emotional support dog around town, I eat the outside of bananas first. I nibble on them as if I'm eating corn-on-the-cob, rotating it as I go, then I eat the inner part. I don't know why, it just has a better, firmer texture that way. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I like my bananas a little green.

Gah… on my left foot, without even thinking about it, my second toe crosses and rests on my big toe. Also when I sleep.
So weird…

Everyone is surprised that I played rugby!
As a girl!

I don’t drink coffee, tea or alcohol. Nothing to do with beliefs, I just don’t like the taste of them.

I also count my steps when I walk up stairs/steps. I do this unconsciously.

be gay and hold hands with my friend gets a lot of stares

I don't speak unless I absolutely must. Working from home is wonderful for my Asperger's. I can take my time responding to an e-mail or text without fear of saying the wrong thing. No one looks at me, no one randomly touching my arm, no one with whom I must make eye contact; it's heaven!

I tell the truth. In my experience it's the rare person who wants to hear the truth, no matter how diplomatically expressed. This quality has made me a tireless activist.

my answer is simple, I MOAN AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS!!!!!!

I am a wristwatch enthusiast and am a member of three watch groups on Facebook. We have these topics called "WOTD" (Watch of the Day) where we show each other the watch(es) we're wearing for that day. So, every day, I try to get the best lighting I could to take a photo of my watch and I even take multiple photos to get the best one I can. I move my wrist around to get the lighting right. All for a daily Facebook post. I also try to get a good background to contrast with the colors of the watch and the strap it's paired with.

I eat baked beans straight from the can.

Tie their pony tails too tight.

So many to choose from....I don't like to spend time with others. I do not date. I am happy to be by myself. I don't like to go to restaurants---and many more.

I have a 12 year old Yorkie who is blind and partially deaf, and when I walk around town to do errands, I take him with me in an old jogging stroller. Into stores, everywhere. Most people are really nice and ooh and aah over him. But sometimes there are people, mostly older men, who are rude. I was in Safeway, and this older man of about 65 looked at me, then at Rufus and said 'oKAAY', in that way people do who can't see a situation they don't approve of without making a snarky comment about it. Then there was the time I took him into the library. (I live in a small town, and it was still OK then to take 'non service' animals into places, before the city folk moved here and ruined it.) He was a very quiet and well-behaved dog then. But as I was walking out, mind you, this big tall man of around 60, not two feet away, bellowed down at us 'AWW. YOU BROUGHT YOUR DOG WITH YOU INTO THE LIBRARY. THAT'S REEAAL NICE'. Emotional support animal shaming. That's REEAAL NICE.

Pretty common I guess but I put ketchup on everything, french fries, hotdogs, turkey, chicken, potatoes, mac and cheese, vegetables, even alfredo............Honestly I would probably eat a ketchup sandwich if I could

So much talking about stuff no one cares about. Like, so much.