I'm with Dan on the toilets. But with aracnaphobia thrown in too.
With me it's toilet ceilings specifically. Once, as a fresh faced young thing, I was in the box sized bog in my parent's house, when a spider came down from the ceiling right in front of my face. Given that I was mid-urinate at the time, there could be no escape. All I could do was say "arrrrgh" and continue to pee. Now, years later, every time I go into a toilet I check the ceiling.... Freak.
(Vernie, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 17:09, Reply)