1. Not answering phone calls from work or checking work email while I'm on vacation. Leave me voicemail if it's really important and I'll call you back.
This policy stems from the time the house supervisor called me and asked me to come in one morning for an "incentive shift." I replied that sorry, I couldn't come in, and got subjected to a lecture about how not-a-team-player I was and how my coworkers were going to suffer. I said, "Yeah, yeah, but I'm in CANADA" and that was that.
2. Being paranoid about the weather this time of year.
Bad enough we get hailstorms and flooding that wipes out entire towns, but add in the "Oop, another tornado" element and yes, I will stay glued to the NOAA webpage.
3. Thinking that "Burlesque" and "Spice World" are the pinnacle of Western movie-making.
Those two movies are the closest thing we have to Bollywood, unless you count the "Step Up" series, which I have never seen.
4. The things I keep in the fridge, like stinky cheese and kimchi.
I live alone.
5. Liking my animals much much much more than I like most people.
*They* don't complain about my stinky cheese, and an incentive shift for Mongo means lots of fuzzy, snorting hugs.