I have a strange addiction to nail clippers. I have a set in my car, in all of my briefcases and backpacks, several at my office and spread in different rooms throughout my house. My nails aren't manicured or particularly stylish - not by a long shot - but it terribly annoys me if I feel a rough edge or even a corner of a fingernail that is a bit too long. But I'll never bite one off. In the rare circumstance I find myself without a clipper within arm's reach, I'll just suffer silently until I can get to a safe place. Yesterday I was in a meeting for 4 hours and they guy across me was meticulously styled, but had one nail that was quite a bit longer than the others. Once I noticed, I was focused on that nail for most of the meeting.