What’s Your Fear?
Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 07:52amCharlie suggested in the comments of a previous post that we see just how many weird fears and neuroses we have here at freakgirl.com. Add yours in the comments. Mine are after the jump.
1. Going underwater in a car
2. Driving over a bridge (related to #1)
3. Being attacked by my treadmill
4. Heights
5. Getting puked on by a drunk guy at a concert
6. Raw chicken
I’m sure I’ll add more as I think of them.
Sandyjoys on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:22 am
1. Cockroaches - well bugs in general, but completely irrational fear of the roach. LIke if I ever saw one in my house I would move out.
2. Bridges - I always feel like they are going to collapse from under me, even when I’m in a car
3. Scary clowns
Grey Rainbow on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:29 am
1. Having someone throw rocks from an overpass and smashing my car windows
2. Needles (having blood drawn, epidurals, any of it)
3. Somewhat related to the previous — Being awake during surgery —kind of happened during my 1st C-Section when the epidural didn’t “take” and I felt the 1st Cut
4. Fire
5. Heights
and many, many more!
eileen on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:46 am
1. Accidentally dropping my keys down the little gap between the floor of the elevator and the floor of the building. I worry about this every day.
2. The Christmas tune Carol of the Bells. Ever since I was a kid, it has scared the bejezus out of me.
Joe on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:47 am
Bees, hornets, wasps, and other stingy things. It wasn’t much of a problem until I was caught in a swarm … for the second time.
Rona on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:53 am
1. Monkeys
2. Screaming Monkeys
3. Fish
Mel on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:54 am
Bridges but only ones over water.
Balloons. Yes, Balloons. I am afraid of blowing up balloons. Does it get any weirder than that?
Charlie on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:58 am
1. OMG EIleen! We have the same fear about the gap between the floor and elevator! I always hold my keys tight.
2. Someone invading my home specifically to murder me but not steal anything.
3. 18-wheeler passing me on the highway and knocking me off the road. (It happened to me once already)
4. Constantly checking to see if I lost my wallet (neuroses)
5. Falling and breaking my ankle and seeing a bone pop out. (I fall a lot)
so many more…but these are the neuroses more so than fears because they cause me to take some sort of “action” to prevent them almost every day.
Y’all we all need more therapy!
Megan on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:26 am
I’m with you guys on the bridges. My other fears include:
1. Getting bit by those freak African bugs that lay eggs in your skin
2. Coming down with a hideous bumpy rash all over my body (if you can’t tell, I have a major phobia of skin-related things)
3. A terrorist attack on the blue line (in DC) while we’re underwater
4. Getting abducted by a crazy rapist**
**Damn you, Dateline.
heather on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:26 am
1. Right now I have a really cheap living situation, however, that also means that the washer/dryer is in my bedroom. Yes, I live in a glorified laundry room. I am convinced that at any second, the dryer will burst into flames. I worry about this when I’m at home & regularly plan out where the things I would want to save are and in what order I would grab them before fleeing the room. When I leave for work, I worry that the fire will happen when I’m not there and I won’t be able to save my dog from a fiery death.
2. Those freeway flyovers that are one little lane and curve kinda sharply as you drive over them, thousands of feet in the air. I’m pretty sure I’m going to lose control of the car, go over the railing and plunge to my death one day.
Janet on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:31 am
I too have the “keys fall into the elevator gap” fear, and I also fear the storm drain with the big cut outs on the curb near my house in the same way. I also clutch my building pass/monthly train ticket wallet tighly, along with my keys.
In other random fear news:
1) Having to rescue myself from an elevator that in any way involves opening the top hatch and climbing on a cable. Or jumping over to something else.
2) Big trucks tipping over and crushing my car as they pass me, when their turn is really tight and they seem to be going too fast
3) The previously mentioned awake during surgery
4) Being mocked by fellow bloggers when I post my secret fears
Heidi on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:45 am
Basements and darkness. Yes, I am a 42 year old who is still afraid of basements. I actually feel better if my 7 year old goes down there with me.
Patrick on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:53 am
Chewing noises, especially “smacks”. It’s a pet peeve that has mutated into a genuine fear, to the point of always having a pair of headphones on me as an escape plan. Probably also falls into the category of “neurosis”.
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:57 am
Ack, you guys are reminding me of more fears!!
I’m terrified driving through the Lincoln Tunnel — that it will collapse or explode.
I share Charlie’s fear of being run off the road by an 18-wheeler.
Rona, your second one cracked me up.
El Gato on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:02 am
Nothing exotic. Just public speaking and SPIDERS!
Lee on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:04 am
1. that my house will catch on fire
2. slugs
3. teeth being pulled. not just mine, anyone’s. They have this local commercial for one of those Medical Testing facilities that use human subjects to see if experimental pain meds will work after wisdom teeth surgery and it practically makes me faint whenever I hear it.
Stephanie on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:15 am
-roaches, or other similar “crunchy” bugs
-things being thrown at me. Yes, I’ll play catch, but I will flinch EVERY time the ball is thrown to me.
-my teeth breaking. *shudders*
brigita on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:31 am
* Sharks
* Putting my hand down the garbage disposal
* Losing my sense of humor (or, getting boring and unfun as I get older)
chuck on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:34 am
I’m either very brave or very boring — I really don’t have any that I can think of. I have all sorts of crazy neurotic features though - just not fears. For instance, I won’t step on a stair that has something on it if I can avoid it.
chuck on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:35 am
Ahhh, Brigita - thank you. Sign me up for the garbage disposal thing. It’s not so bad that I won’t reach into it, but I don’t love it.
Suz on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:37 am
1. looking into mirrors in a dark room
2. electricity
3. commitment
GeekBoy on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:47 am
Chuck, I was thinking the same thing — am I brave or just boring? Also, where does one draw the line between common sense caution and a neurosis? And then between neurosis and fear? I’m not really so much afraid of the garbage disposal as generally cautious when I use it. Because, you know, I like my hand. Ditto for other dangerous phenomena — open flames, using a razor knife, dealing with broken glass on the floor, large vats of acid, streams with piranha in them, doing something to make Freakgirl angry, etc. These are things one is supposed to be afraid of.
I guess the closest thing I have is needles. Not a fan. But I’ve found that this has diminished as I’ve gotten older for some reason.
What I want to know is what you people are doing with your keys all the time that they’re in such dire peril of falling down elevator shafts and sewer drains. Juggling them?
charlsa on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:48 am
Oh dear - I have dropped my keys down the crack of the elevator. thankfully, i work in the basement and my bosses are quite industrious and used a ginormous magnet to get them out.
my fears-
-getting clothes, body parts, anything stuck in an escalator
-spiders
-being sucked under an 18 wheeler (possible? i don’t know. no one says fears are rational!)
-being hit by a DART bus. The transit system in dallas is notorious for their bad bus drivers that think they own the road.
chuck on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:55 am
Ditto on the needles thing, GB. Further evidence that we were separated at birth. I even have the same fear of upsetting your wife. Yet I continue to do it.
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 11:10 am
WATCH IT, BOYS.
Chuck, aren’t you afraid of MEENA?
Suz — do you live alone in a dark room with no mirrors?
Speaking of neuroses, I get nervous and agitated if things are out of place. I remember YEARS ago, back in the old cottage I used to live in, Chuck and Justin and I were sitting around the kitchen table. Justin got something out of the cabinet above the stove (I was sitting with my back to it). Somehow I knew that he didn’t close the cabinet door all the way. I was trying to fight it, because you NEVER SHOW FEAR around Chuck or Justin. And finally, I screamed, “SOMEBODY PLEASE CLOSE THE CABINET!”
That was the night they realized how easy it would be to drive me insane. Soon afterward, they came over one night and hid my remote control in the ceiling while I was in the bathroom and then went home.
anna kathryn on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 11:33 am
My number one fear is snakes. Any kind, even garden snakes, really really freak me out. I literally start shaking whenever I am near one or think I am near one. I can’t watch any type of show where a snake is featured. One time I was camping and came across snake skin that was 5 feet long, and I couldn’t sleep. I had the tent zipped up all the way and I was zipped in my sleeping bag, but it was the last time I’ll ever go overnight camping. If hell was tailored specifically to me, it would just be a big snake infestation. oh my god I am so scared of freakin’ snakes.
The other thing that I am not nearly as afraid of, but that I think about much more than the average person (I think) is being hit by a baseball. specifically, in the head. There was a movie I watched (Simon Burch was the name I think) where a lady got hit in the head and just died. It was horrifying. At my university, I would only go to a baseball game if I could sit behind the net at home plate, so I wouldn’t spend the entire game in fear of being hit with the ball. There is a baseball field by our house that I hate walking by. Once at camp I was forced to participate in a sports activity that involved batting cages/super fast pitching machines. To me, it is ridiculous to put a child in such a thing. So I don’t know why other people aren’t so afraid of baseballs, but I guess that qualifies me as a little neurotic.
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 11:35 am
anna kathryn, you’re just like Indiana Jones!
And I’m with you on the baseball thing. I like baseball games, but I am so tense throughout, afraid I will get hit in the face by a foul ball. And ending up on the news with a broken face.
GeekBoy on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 12:07 pm
It’s interesting to me that so many of the things people are saying they’re afraid of are statistically unlikely to happen. And I don’t mean that in an Eddie Haskell way — I genuinely find that interesting. Especially the baseball to the face one. I guess because that would suck SO much if it happened that some people give it an inordinate amount of weight? And yet, I bet very few people are worried about a satellite falling on them. So there’s a line there somewhere, maybe where a thing passes from a “one in a thousand” chance to “one in a million” that we don’t worry about it?
After some thought, I realize that the things I fear are more general — disappointing people, being considered useless, not living up to my own expectations of myself. All the usual telltale signs of a child of divorce. I used to extend these fears to other people who were close to me as well, but at some point, I realized that was kind of a self-destructive game. So now I’ll only worry about outward things like the health of people I care for, but not about when they’re “going to get their shit together”.
Athena714 on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 12:36 pm
(In no particular order)
Dying in an airplane crash
Cutting open melon - the seeds look like bugs swarming
Cockroaches
Passing big trucks on the freeway (didn’t used to be, then I was ACTUALLY HIT BY ONE last May)
And oh my god, Patrick the CHEWING NOISES thing is my number one pet peeve ever. It freaks me out and makes me completely irrationally angry all at once.
chuck on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 12:44 pm
FG - if I remember correctly we started moving things out of place on a regular basis after that.
heather on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 1:10 pm
I also have a thing with people touching my feet. I tried to get my first pedicure last summer and had an anxiety attack in the chair and had to leave the building. Not even exaggerating. And when my bf and I started dating, he kept trying to get me to suck on his toes/suck on mine and just thinking about that makes me gag. I also can’t go to bed until my feet are clean.
Hugh on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 1:28 pm
I am now scared of Heather’s boyfriend. Also, the elevator/key thing.
chuck on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 1:47 pm
I’m with you, Hugh. No flip-flops around Mr. Heather.
Charlie on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 2:11 pm
Well, this proves it…we’re just as neurotic as I thought we were. I knew we had more in common than our great sense of humor!
Lake on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 2:13 pm
This post makes me feel so much better in that I am not alone in my fear of bridges and tunnels, and yes, garbage disposals! I’m also deathly afraid of staircases that don’t have risers. I KNOW there is someone underneath them waiting to grab my ankles and pull me to my death.
Maggie on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 2:15 pm
Geekboy, I think that’s what would make them neuroses…that they’re not exactly rational or based on any kind of likelyhood. They’re just…blech!
I have a thing about feet. Specifically, the bottoms of feet. I hate it when the tv will show me feet without warning, like the close-up of a toe-tag on CSI. I shudder and look away and gag. YUCK! This also leads to me hating foot-shaped things, particularly cutesy foot-shaped things. Not grossed out by them, I just hate them. Ew. Feet. FEET! Ew.
Add one more for chewing noises! So gross and rage-inducing, all at once.
I’m scared (or should I say, grossed out to the point of making a big hissy) of a lot of bugs. Since living out here I’ve gotten better, but I still don’t like bugs on me and the closer to my head, the more severe and inappropriate my reaction. Ask Nicci…I think it was a couple of weeks ago that I screamed an incredibly loud, piercing (and according to her, embarrassing) scream at the drive-in. But it was okay, It was nothing, just a fluff.
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 2:45 pm
Maggie, Lisa has the same thing about feet (I think). She also has a thing about eyes. We have to give her a 10 second warning if any of us are going to fiddle with our contact lenses.
OMG, Maggie, remember when The Entertainer was sucking on New York’s toes in the jacuzzi? Did you die?
Soosan on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 2:51 pm
- revolving doors
- house centipedes
- the vet bill
cin on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 3:36 pm
-dying in a fire
-hairy backs
and yes Chuck, you and Justin used to make FG crazy on a regular basis. Didn’t you mess with her canned goods once and she couldn’t sleep until they were fixed?
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 3:39 pm
Ha! That sounds about right.
yogagirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 3:51 pm
I feel so much better reading these
-Frogs….deathly afraid of them
- Balloons (Mel, I’m so with you this one. I can’t be near them)
- flying.
- bridges
Rain on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 5:09 pm
#1 fear is flying. Which is weird because when I first started flying I loved it. But for whatever reason the fear just kept growing…
Also totally terrified of huge roaches. The kind that click when they walk and CHASE AFTER YOU.
I used to be kind of afraid of really big ships. I live by a Bay, and seeing those huge things pass by just made me shudder. I don’t know why. I guess it’s just the thought of something that big MOVING.
Lake on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 5:30 pm
Now I’m afraid of ships.
Matman on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 5:55 pm
All I’ve come up with is “dying lonely”.
-m@
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 5:57 pm
“And along comes Debbie Downer!”
Rain — do you remember The Real World San Diego, that girl Frankie (who died last year, RIP) was afraid of ships? I thought it was the craziest thing I’d ever heard! Fascinating.
Rain on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 6:05 pm
I totally remember that! I still laughed at her having to cover her head with a coat when walking along the docks, but I also totally dug where she was coming from though I never had to take it that far.
Susie on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:19 pm
“After some thought, I realize that the things I fear are more general — disappointing people, being considered useless, not living up to my own expectations of myself.”
Me too, GB.
The only other concrete fears I can think of are roaches and car accidents. I’m sure there are others, but I can’t really think of them. Put me in the boring category (as if that were news).
freakgirl on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 8:44 pm
You’re afraid of the garbage disposal, Susie, aren’t you? I remember you telling me you didn’t use yours. Or am I crazy?
Ky Eliza on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:13 pm
Soosan, I’m afraid of revolving doors, too. I was squished in one as a kid.
Kyla on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:25 pm
Oh, a big “me too” on the hating, loathing, fearing snakes. I used to own lizards, and wound up hanging with a lot of people who owned snakes, and I never could relax at events — in a house filled with case upon case of snakes of varying degrees of poisonousness. UGH. I forced myself to hold a very tame rainbow boa for 10 seconds once, just to prove I could, and the memory still gives me the heebie jeebies. Ironically? My first tattoo includes a snake. I know.
I’m also completely neurotic and grossed out by feet, like others above. One of the reasons I couldn’t watch I Love New York is I caught a glimpse of some guy sucking on her toes and I almost hurled right there in the living room. If anyone ever asked to do that to me, or worse, for me to do that to them, I’d break up with them right then and there. NONONO.
Also completely scared of tornadoes, sour milk (like, a carton being mismarked and drinking it accidentally, though I know I’d probably smell it and stop myself. I hope.) and the thought of publicly failing at something.
Shannon on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:31 pm
Matt has nicknamed me worst case scenario. I am who you want in a crisis. I don’t think I’m fearful—I just have a vivid imagination and a desire to know what to do in the “what if” situation. Yes, I have a life hammer mounted in my car, and yes I count stairs and memorize multiple exits in every building I go into. So what?!
Kelly on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 10:43 pm
Dentists and any dental work. I am so afraid that I have to take medication to have any dental work done. I used to be that way with regular cleanings, but since having kids, I have forced myself to get over that fear. I am also kooky- fanatical about brushing, flossing, etc. When I go for cleanings, I am so tense in the chair, terrified that I haven’t brushed or flossed good enough since my last visit.
Also scared of a home invasion. Blame that on the media!
Maggie on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 11:07 pm
Freakgirl, that Entertainer thing on I <3 NY has got to be the most horrible thing I have ever witnessed. And even though that show is over, I’m still not safe from it…they clipped it on I Love Money!
I don’t have an eye squeamishness. I can touch my eyeball. I used to flip my eyelids inside out and scare the other children at school.
I’m scared of flying, too. I will do it, but I don’t like it. I feel so mortal when I step on a plane that I can barely handle it. And now that I know I can ask my doctor for meds before I fly, I will certainly do that! I haven’t actually flown anywhere in about 9 years now.
Kelly, I have never gotten over my fear and anxiety about the dentist. I have actually just gone back and gotten lots of work done, these last few weeks. Basically, I pay through the nose to be sedated by IV while I’m there. It’s the only way. Thank goodness, my kid has no issues with the dentist. He had a couple of cavities in his baby teeth, but has a perfectly healthy mouth now, no cavities in any of his adult teeth! I’m very proud of him.
Greater Czarina on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 11:59 pm
Good gravy, I don’t think you have enough blog space for me to list ‘em all. A lot are duplicates others have already mentioned (waves to fellow nutters):
Eye things - touching them, getting them examined, anything to do with going near my eyes. Freaks me right the fuck out, can’t wear contact lenses, can’t watch other people put ‘em in. Think it stems from needing eye surgery as a wee gal.
Gaps betweens stairs - used to have nightmares about falling through and getting stuck by my head with my body dangling. Still do sometimes
Getting on escalators, especially ones going down (waves to Janet).
Bees, wasps, stingy things - got stung by a hornet once and my arm swelled to the size of a telephone pole. And it hurt. A lot.
Balloons - specifically, balloon popping. Actually, expand that to any loud, sudden noises. Do not like.
Smacking lips/cracking gum - makes me stabbity.
And…that’s enough for one post.
Bianca on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 12:16 am
1. Bugs & Bees
2. Heights (and everything that goes with them - flying, roller coasters etc …
3. Public Speaking
the other andrew on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 1:12 am
Glass topped coffee tables - I always picture myself stumbling and falling through them. I don’t even like walking near them in furniture stores.
Chips O'Toole on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 2:01 am
afraid of roller coasters - I have visions, I can see myself flying off instead of going through the turn…, afraid of bugs and crawly things in the dark. afraid of weird sounds in the night.
Did you know that fear of balloons is called Globophobia? Corner Gas did an episode with that a few years back.
Low heights. I’m okay really really high, but when the potential is for falling and getting really, really hurt, but not dying, that gets me. even ladders bug me, so putting up xmas lights is lots of fun for me.
public speaking is something I seek out. if anyone ever wants a solution for it, I might have some insights there.
Chips O'Toole on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 2:29 am
oh, and having the backs of my hands exposed when I fall asleep. because of somethign my brother told me when I was a kid.
Bluebunny on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 5:22 am
Most of mine have been mentioned, but they are:
1. Bugs of any kind, but especially spiders and house centipedes - I can’t even look at them on TV or in pictures
2. Clowns
3. Looking into mirrors in the dark (even if I am not thinking bloody mary, bloody mary)
4. Public speaking
5. That I will be away from home and there will be a fire in my house (or any such event) and the cats will be hurt
6. Bad things happening to any animal in general. I can watch all sorts of death or mayhem to people, but an animal gets hurt and I freak. I had to leave that stupud Glenn Close movie when she boiled the bunny.
7. Heights (or even having to walk down something steep)
I could go on, but those are the major ones. Brian has the feet issue - he can’t look at them or think about them. If I even brush them accidently when we are sleeping he jerks awake as if he has been electrocuted.
freakgirl on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 7:55 am
Chips, I’m kind of dying to know what your brother told you about the backs of your hands.
GeekBoy on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 8:33 am
Chips, does your solution to a fear of public speaking involve people in their underwear?
Chips O'Toole on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 9:12 am
When I was VERY young, my brother told me that vampires don’t just bite your neck, they go for the backs of your hands. Because you can see the veins there, right? But even to this day, when falling asleep, I instinctively and irrationally cover the backs of my hands (though I don’t think I care about my neck, oddly). Because those vampires might go for me normally, that sheet draped across my hands is like lead to superman.
As for the public speaking, I find the underwear or naked method doesn’t work, as it’s uncomfortable giving a presentation with an enormous erection. My solution is about acknowlegding the fear, then realizing the status position you are in, that people are there to listen to you, and you have the power, not them. (I am much longer winded on this matter). But I went from mr nervous to a improv and street performer pretty quickly, and teach university classes, given lectures, etc. and it worked for me.
oh, and I am totally paranoid about everything. is that a fear? I’m afraid to think so.
GeekBoy on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 9:53 am
Chips, I wonder if your brother had ever gone to the hospital and had an I.V. by the time he told you that. Because I could see that putting such an idea into a kid’s head.
Jen in OH! on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 10:32 am
I am afraid of basically everything. Everything from sharks to wasps to electrical fires to natural disasters to drowning (drowned at age 10 and needed CPR) to being shot (I’ve been shot AT, and found that extremely unpleasant) and on and on. The dark? Check. Scary strangers who want to hurt me? Check. People I admire thinking badly of me? Check-check-check. But the only things I let fears stop me from doing involve heights. No flying, no parachuting, no bungee jumping, no sight-seeing from the tops of extremely tall buildings. Other than that, I push through my fears. And push my friends toward the wasps while I flee in the opposite direction.
El Gato on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 11:37 am
Greater Czarina on Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 11:59 pm:
Eye things - touching them, getting them examined, anything to do with going near my eyes. Freaks me right the fuck out, can’t wear contact lenses, can’t watch other people put ‘em in. Think it stems from needing eye surgery as a wee gal.
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I’m kinda like that too. I tend to give optometrists a hard time with eydrops and I never even considered contacts. But I never thought of that as a phobia so much as an instinctive protective reflex.
Bianca on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 12:14 pm
House fire and fearing for my mom and dog in the there is another one of mine. There was one time, I called my house like 10 times and my mom didn’t pick up the house or her cell phone. I actually left while at my bf’s apt and was on my way to the car to go drive back home out of fear something happened. Then my mom called and I yelled at her for being asleep and not hearing the phone haha.
Michael on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 1:52 pm
Gosh, I can’t believe I was away from the internet yesterday and missed this. So fun!
“Being sucked under a semi” cracked me up. In both senses.
For me, I have a problem with loose buttons. It’s not an outright fear. I’ll call it an aversion. Why is it just THERE? Where did it come from? What is its agenda anyway?
I actually enjoy needles, GB. I like injections. (I feel strangely relieved after admitting that.)
Michael on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 1:56 pm
Oh, I have another one– not being able to read for whatever reason (blindness, dementia…I’ve run through many scenarios). It’s a valid fear, but not a likely occurrence, and I spend a lot of time thinking about it.
Michael on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 4:13 pm
Here’s a new one I just picked up a few minutes ago.
http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WO.....index.html
A stranger who repeatedly stabs me in the neck and then cuts off my head? Do not want.
Bianca on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 4:22 pm
That’s insane. How awful. No more bus rides for me.
Chips O'Toole on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 5:16 pm
GB, he never had an IV, until much later in life, either did I. What I find strange and funny about it is that it was something he said once, and didn’t even put much emphasis on it, and I don’t recall it getting to me for more than a night, but i still find myself reacting to it, all these many, many, many years later.
Chips O'Toole on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 5:19 pm
OH MY GOD.
That’s horrible. And they guy got on in my home town, too.
and I won’t even make jokes about murderous rage because of going to Winnipeg.
Susie on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 7:56 pm
FG, you are correct! Garbage disposals freak me out. I’m convinced I’m going to lose a finger. We don’t have one — I wouldn’t let Al put one in. Good memory! (Better than mine, obviously.)
I thought of another one but I lost it. Apparently, I should be afraid of SENILITY.
Susie on Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 7:59 pm
Oh yeah! Public speaking. (It’s not as if anyone here mentioned THAT.) I’m a motormouth, but I loathe public speaking. Am not eloquent. Hardly, um, at all. Um.
Michael on Friday, August 01, 2008 at 7:13 am
Meeting people in 3D that I’ve already pre-loved in 2D. I’m doing that today. Yikes!
freakgirl on Friday, August 01, 2008 at 7:56 am
Have fun!
howtoeatacupcake on Friday, August 01, 2008 at 12:04 pm
OMG every time I drive over a bridge, I think “What if we crashed and went into the water. Would I be able to swim with my purse???”
Thanks for the goodluck/bday wishes. I got the job! I start training Monday at 7am!
freakgirl on Friday, August 01, 2008 at 12:06 pm
Congratulations!!! Yay!
Bianca on Friday, August 01, 2008 at 5:02 pm
Congrats Cassie!