OCD Chips

By 2007.03.07 tags: , . 1 Comment»
Chips from the right
Chips dead center
Chips from the left

The other night, I walked into a liquor store in San Diego. I wanted a bag of chips. I walked over to the rack. I couldn’t buy the bag of chips. But I left with a new found respect for OCD.

It’s a behaviour that can produce aesthetically pleasing results.

I downloaded some audio (OCD Chips, the soundtrack mp3) from an experimental narrative film about OCD called “Closed In,” filmed by Nathan Heartman.

I like to imagine it’s what goes through the store owner’s head when he’s putting chips on the shelves. Listen here:

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of course you couldn’t buy the chips. removing a bag would mean endless hours of rearranging for the store to get those shelves perfect again. you just didn’t have the heart to cause that kinda aggravation. classic case of art vs biz.

Comment added by Barrett Golding on 03.07.07

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