Phobias
What 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.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
What 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.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
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Far from being a personal fear.
One poor lady came to cover our receptionists maternity leave with a severe case of Bathmophobia, the fear of stairs. She was supplied by the temp agency and upon seeing what for all purposes is a quite ordinary set of stairs, froze. She couldn't bring herself to even consider climbing them.
I was in one of the back offices at the time of the tour when it happened and it raised a smile. Half an hour later when the HR woman popped in to let us know that the supplied temp couldn't work under the conditions (Shit ventilation and air conditioning I always thought were slightly more pressing that the method used to get off of the ground floor... but hey ho...) I found out that before leaving she was in need of a number one.
Apparently the poor fucker pretty much pissed herself on the spot when she found out that the bathroom was on the first floor!
( , Sun 13 Apr 2008, 3:20, Reply)
One poor lady came to cover our receptionists maternity leave with a severe case of Bathmophobia, the fear of stairs. She was supplied by the temp agency and upon seeing what for all purposes is a quite ordinary set of stairs, froze. She couldn't bring herself to even consider climbing them.
I was in one of the back offices at the time of the tour when it happened and it raised a smile. Half an hour later when the HR woman popped in to let us know that the supplied temp couldn't work under the conditions (Shit ventilation and air conditioning I always thought were slightly more pressing that the method used to get off of the ground floor... but hey ho...) I found out that before leaving she was in need of a number one.
Apparently the poor fucker pretty much pissed herself on the spot when she found out that the bathroom was on the first floor!
( , Sun 13 Apr 2008, 3:20, Reply)
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