Irrational Fears
My mate Dan is afraid of turning his back on a flushing toilet. "It'll suck me in", he says. Can you beat him with your own true story of an irrational fear?
( , Tue 27 Jan 2004, 13:24)
My mate Dan is afraid of turning his back on a flushing toilet. "It'll suck me in", he says. Can you beat him with your own true story of an irrational fear?
( , Tue 27 Jan 2004, 13:24)
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ARGH!!! The Fear The Fear The Fear The Fear....
This would probably be a shorter list if I listed things I wasn't irrationally afraid of, but here goes.
Bugs: Ever watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom? Well, I had no problem with the monkey brain. No problem with the snakes. At the end I didn't even have trouble with the heart removal. But the room of bugs... oh my dear lord in heaven... the room of bugs. Creepy crawly ug....
My co-worker, who shall remain Meghan, and I had the following conversation
Meghan: "Oh, look at that spider?"
Me: (looking around trying desperatly to find it) "Where the heck is it?"
Meghan: "Oh, on your jacket."
Me: "AAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
(She was lying, too, the demon-spawn. It was all the way across the room)
Why can't the creepy things keep their skeletons on the inside like a normal creature?
Swimming in lakes: There's seaweed! There's fish! There's slimy stuff and critters that want to bite me- they're not hungry, they're just sadistic! Gyargh.... so gross.
Escalators: Until I was about eight, I could use escalators just fine. Then one day, out of the blue, no reason at all, I was about to step on to an escalator going down, and I COULDN'T DO IT! I ended up curled up in a ball of terror at the top of the escalator, and my mom had to come back up and take me down a flight of stairs. It took a few years to get over that one.
( , Tue 27 Jan 2004, 21:50, Reply)
This would probably be a shorter list if I listed things I wasn't irrationally afraid of, but here goes.
Bugs: Ever watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom? Well, I had no problem with the monkey brain. No problem with the snakes. At the end I didn't even have trouble with the heart removal. But the room of bugs... oh my dear lord in heaven... the room of bugs. Creepy crawly ug....
My co-worker, who shall remain Meghan, and I had the following conversation
Meghan: "Oh, look at that spider?"
Me: (looking around trying desperatly to find it) "Where the heck is it?"
Meghan: "Oh, on your jacket."
Me: "AAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
(She was lying, too, the demon-spawn. It was all the way across the room)
Why can't the creepy things keep their skeletons on the inside like a normal creature?
Swimming in lakes: There's seaweed! There's fish! There's slimy stuff and critters that want to bite me- they're not hungry, they're just sadistic! Gyargh.... so gross.
Escalators: Until I was about eight, I could use escalators just fine. Then one day, out of the blue, no reason at all, I was about to step on to an escalator going down, and I COULDN'T DO IT! I ended up curled up in a ball of terror at the top of the escalator, and my mom had to come back up and take me down a flight of stairs. It took a few years to get over that one.
( , Tue 27 Jan 2004, 21:50, Reply)
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