Sorry, it’s the first thing I noticed when I flipped the doorbell over. :-0
Looks a little wired.
It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye!
I backed out a screw too much while installing it and of course it bounced off into the bushes, never to be seen again.
I found they are M3’s, grabbed a pack at Lowe’s and with a quick visit to the grinding wheel to shorten it, Mr Wyze has 2 eyes again!
My OCP says you need to replace the other screw so they match.
If it gets to the point where I wake up in the middle of the night thinking about the back of the doorbell, I just might.
This is a sick test for us spelling/grammar nazis, isn’t it.
My mother was an English teacher. I learned proper diction at an early age. Being a grammar nazi is not an easy job. Lots of filtering is involved. I have been known to point out double negatives, dangling participles, apostrophe abuse, and agonizing over each use of your instead of you’re.
As for the sick test, I don’t understand.
I’d seen it called OCD and sometimes OCPD but never “OCP”.
I do not wash my hands six times or anything like what Howie Mandel has. I have Obsessive Compulsive Personality. You are probably right and I have OCPD. What’s another letter? Crooked picture frames are one of my many triggers.
Years ago, a customer at the shop had visited a few times. He was a few sandwiches short of a picnic but could function in the real world without assistance. Still remember him telling me “I know I have issues. I’ve learned to deal with them. I hope you can too”.