I’m terrified of cotton wool ffs. I made the mistake of telling people this after a few beers on a work night out… Monday morning, open desk drawer to cotton wool!!! Nearly shat my pants!! Made me sick for half the day
I once worked with a lad who was in the territorial army but when he got called up for active service his arse dropped out. He was forever labelled as being Iraqnaphobic.
Here's a video we get shown at work on "working at heights" course. Not a job for me or you mate My testicles tighten up just watching it near the end
I used to be petrified of heights. Then I joined the army and heights don’t scare me anymore. It’s a question of confidence and usage. Insects however make my skin crawl. They were the only thing that put a dampener on my “‘safari” holiday to Kenya. They’ve got millions of them. Staying in a lodge, one night I was wakened by a twanging sound coming from the bed springs. I reached up and switched on the light. There was this massive cockroach (i think) sitting on my pillow looking at me. It shot off in one direction and I shot off in the other direction! While stationed in Malta, being an electrician I was tasked with removing rubble from the rear of the office block. As I picked up a rock something black on it caught the corner of my eye. It was a little black scorpion sitting between the rock and my hand. I dropped that rock faster than an England slip fielder dropping a ball!
The only phobia I have is watching people go into water with nothing on their feet, when I was about 19 I was messing about in the river near Tow Law and slipped on a glass bottle it sliced my big toe in half and took the pad off the bottom of my foot, now if I see anybody go in my balls nearly pop out my mouth and you can do bugger all to control it.
That's the thing, like @marcusblackcat has an irrational fear of cotton wool, or does it stem from something ? I was pretty scared of wasps since getting stung on the eye as a nipper out on me bike, i still am but not as bad, killed these fookers the other day dismantling an old shed @Oldsandy I wasn't too bad with heights as a kid, got worse as I got older, improved whilst scaffolding, now back to shìt with heights. But not as bad as some. Heights, confined spaces, spiders and snakes etc are Understandable, its the odd ones like Marcus and cotton wool that's interesting.
Probably about 12, playing in the rubble of some demolished terrace houses. Running across and a piece of slate cut straight through me sambas and me foot. Still wear sambas, don't play in rubble these days though
Strange isn't it. It's a known phenomenon but there doesn't seem to have been much research into it. They think it's due to some people having slightly buggered up communication in their brain regarding their survival instincts in certain situations.
I must have a slightly buggered up brain, too, 'cos I'm scared of heights and I won't go near edges 'cos I think that I'll want to jump !
As a kid I remember one of my brothers and a sister hated cotton wool. We used to get a handful and tease it apart in front of them - they used to go nuts, said it was something about the sound it made. This anything like you @marcusblackcat ?
