PhobiasWhat gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
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MoneyOkay, here's the thing. I'm a clever guy. No, really. I've got a degree in Maths from Cambridge and I've written a book about real-time physics in computing. Numbers hold no terrors for me. But put a pound sign in front of them and it's a different matter. I collapse in terror - especially anything involving personal responsibility and potential costs. And my solution? Curl into a ball and hide.
Anyone else that has this problem knows how serious it is. I've carried unopened letters from the Inland Revenue in my bag for months on end, and right now I'm facing a hundred-pound fine for failing to send in a zero tax return for the company I was foolish enough to set up. I've spent literally thousands of pounds on unnecessary fines for late filing of tax returns, company accounts, annual returns etc. And the worst of it is that the actual tax I've ever needed to pay is completely negligible. I'm Gordon Brown's wet dream.
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flatfrog Staring vacantly into space, Thu 10 Apr 2008, 14:40,
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So...hire an accountant to handle that stuff for you. Or a bookkeeper.
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flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Fri 11 Apr 2008, 4:41,
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