Are you creeped out by something benign..something like clowns? Teletubbies?

[GlassJaw]

I'm right there with you on the eyes thing. I can't even manage eye drops, much less contacts. I'll be wearing glasses 'til I die. Lasik eye surgery is way out

Yeah, I don't really like eye-related stuff either. The thing with LASIK though is that you only need to get through 2-3 minutes and then you're done! I know a few people who have had it done (and my uncle is an optometrist) so I'm really encouraged about getting it done.

I'm actually really afraid of climbing and being on ladders. I'm not afraid of heights or walking under ladders or ladders themselves, just climbing them. Doesn't matter how tall the ladder is. It could be a 4 foot ladder and I still won't feel comfortable on it.

 

[diaglo]

wax statues.

i blame B1 In Search of the Unknown for it.

 

[DungeonmasterCal]

Yeah, but NOTHING here creeps me out more than this:
http://www.enworld.org/forums/showthread.php?t=103819

 

[Bloodstone Press]

Acrophobia is about the only irrational fear I have. I won't go anywhere near a precipice. I'm afraid the vertigo will cause me to lose balance and fall. As long as I don't look down, I'm fine with it. But one look down, and I feel like I'm about to fall.


When I worked in the lab, I used to worry occasionally about losing my mind for a brief moment and drinking a tube of blood. Several of my coworkers also had this fear. I think it was caused by the fact that the act of opening a can or bottle and then drinking from it is a common, familiar action for people. At the lab, we would open the tubes of blood (uncap a container of liquid) and the next habitual thing to do would be to drink it. But then, of course, you would realize that that would be a crazy, stupid, deadly thing to do. So then you just wonder "what the hell is wrong with me! Why do I keep thinking about drinking this blood?"

 

[haiiro]

Seaweed in its natural environment, particularly in large clumps, and worse still if I have to interact with it. Outside of the sea, I love the stuff -- sushi, crackers, you name it. Yum.

Plants with really big leaves -- you know, the cabbage-like ones you see from time to time in the forest -- really creep me out as well.

Put those two together, and I think that may be why I have a soft spot for carnivorous plant monsters in D&D.

 

[Uzumaki]

One time in high school, somebody flipped a plastic spoon across the cafeteria and it almost hit me in the eye. I actually caught it between my eyelids, and held it there. People went nuts, thinking the spoon was actually sticking out of my eyeball! I just stood there laughing, 'cause I thought it was cool the way I caught it with my eyelids.

Dude, that is most definitely not cool. I have problems with stuff getting stuck in my eyes. I always very carefully eat those big orange popsicles, because when I get toward the end and the stick starts to show, I'm always expecting someone to shove me in the back of the head and put my eye out on it.

Frying bacon freaks me out. The way it pops on the stove. I'm afraid it will scald me. For that matter, anything that pops and fizzles. Electric candles, old hotel vacancy signs, those, too.

Benign things that I used to be scared of, but have grown out of:

Stairs. I used to go up them on all fours and down them clinging desperately to the handrail. If there wasn't one, I would scoot down on my butt.

Trains. Steam trains, specifically. I don't think I've ever seen one, but I read a story about a stray dog that got run over by one.

Oh, and also, weird things remind me of the Holocaust and that creeps me out. Like that opening shot in West Side Story where it shows New York, and Yankee Stadium, etc, and then pans over to Harlem, where there are no trees or green things anywhere. I remember I went to a Holocaust museum exhibit once, and they had set up typical Jewish homes. They had menorahs in the windows, lit with those Damn! Electric! Candles! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! That's why I'm scared of them!

 

[Dakkareth]

I'm freaked out by most kinds of insects, spiders and whatever else small and non-mammal creeps about. It no true phobia, I'd say, but still ... burn them!

 

[Gnarlo]

Watching my own blood be drawn. I can put needles in people all day long, I can cut myself on something and watch myself bleed, but have someone put a nice sterile needle in my arm and start removing blood and I'll pass out in a heartbeat.

I can stand on top of a building or a tall glass elevator and look down at the ants below without a second thought; remove the rail or the glass window and I won't get within 20' of the edge because I know I'm going to be violently hurled out into the air. Had to do some work on the roof of our two story house last weekend, it would take me 10 minutes to climb the ladder and crawl up to where I needed to be, I'd work for 10 minutes until the vertigo got too bad, then 2 minutes to climb back down, 20 minutes on the ground dry heaving, rinse, repeat. Got it done though

Cannot stand being confined / trapped. Tight spaces aren't a problem, tight spaces I can't leave get me. My idea of hell would be one of those people trapped for days when the elevated freeway collapsed back in the LA earthquake. And I'll never do any crime they could lock me in a cell for, they'd never take me alive

Can't stand being in water I can't see the bottom of and feel something with my feet... Used to go camping as a kid, and if I was swimming and felt a weed or stump or something in the lake with my feet it was the end of the lake for me that day.

Large insects and bugs. The millipede and big spider crawling out of the log in Fellowship was scarier to me at that moment than the Black Rider was.

I can't stay in a tent at night every since Blair Witch.

There are certain Cthulhu stories that after I read them, for several days I have a very difficult time going outside on a clear, starry, moonless night.

 

[Algolei]

Dude, that is most definitely not cool. I have problems with stuff getting stuck in my eyes. I always very carefully eat those big orange popsicles, because when I get toward the end and the stick starts to show, I'm always expecting someone to shove me in the back of the head and put my eye out on it.

Ha! When I was a little kid, my younger brother and I were put out in the backyard in side-by-side tubs of water and given a half a popsicle each. He decided to play pirates, and wanted to have a swordfight with our popsicle sticks, but I was afraid he would poke me in the eye, so I kept telling him to quit it. Finally I tried to break his popsicle stick with my own when he thrust it toward my face, but being a clumsy little kid myself, instead I poked him in his eye! My mother had a conniption. My li'l bro had to wear an eyepatch for a couple of weeks and get goop squirted into his eye several times a day.

During one summer, I took a job painting houses to pay my way through university. I got paint chips in my eye TWICE! The first time, I had to see the doctor to get it removed because it went up under my eyelid. He scratched my cornea getting it out, so I had to wear an eyepatch for a couple of weeks and squirt goop into my eye several times a day. (Karma, dude! ) The second time I got a paint chip (in the other eye), I asked my boss to fish it out with a bit of kleenex, but he couldn't. One look and he freaked out--thought the paint chip was actually lodged right in the flesh of my eyeball.

 

[DungeonmasterCal]

Ha! When I was a little kid, my younger brother and I were put out in the backyard in side-by-side tubs of water and given a half a popsicle each. He decided to play pirates, and wanted to have a swordfight with our popsicle sticks, but I was afraid he would poke me in the eye, so I kept telling him to quit it. Finally I tried to break his popsicle stick with my own when he thrust it toward my face, but being a clumsy little kid myself, instead I poked him in his eye! My mother had a conniption. My li'l bro had to wear an eyepatch for a couple of weeks and get goop squirted into his eye several times a day.

During one summer, I took a job painting houses to pay my way through university. I got paint chips in my eye TWICE! The first time, I had to see the doctor to get it removed because it went up under my eyelid. He scratched my cornea getting it out, so I had to wear an eyepatch for a couple of weeks and squirt goop into my eye several times a day. (Karma, dude! ) The second time I got a paint chip (in the other eye), I asked my boss to fish it out with a bit of kleenex, but he couldn't. One look and he freaked out--thought the paint chip was actually lodged right in the flesh of my eyeball.

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