“Oh Crappy Day” sprang from my own experiences dealing with obsessive-compulsive disorder, a condition that can be incredibly isolating, both socially and romantically. OCD made me feel, for many years, as if I were just too weird to find love and acceptance. When I decided to write a script involving OCD, it seemed only natural that the film would be a love story. I wanted, specifically, to write a romantic comedy — something with moments of awkwardness, discouragement, even panic, but lighthearted overall and ultimately hopeful.

With the advent of the coronavirus pandemic, “Oh Crappy Day” has proven remarkably timely and more relatable than I ever imagined. People who’ve never worried about germs and contamination are now seeing the world through the eyes of someone with OCD. In effect, we are all members of the OCD community.