Irrational Fears
 

I finished up an application for a grant this morning. As part of the process, I needed to include all transcripts from all institutions I attended. Even though I know what my GPA was, before I opened my copies of the transcripts an irrational fear plagued me. "What if someone changed a grade? What if there was a misprint on my degree?"

Every semester before I would open grades I'd have the same fear and I'd have to psych myself up the way someone does before a set on the bench before opening them.

I also hate clowns and want to kill every clown I see.

What are your most bizarre/irrational fears?

Oh, and before someone gets it in post #2:

First Round QB/Chiefs

Ants.

There are too many to keep track of...

F**K it, I'm outtahere.

We load our sprayer on a truck and haul it, chemical, and water around the county. I'm ALWAYS worried shit is going to fall off even though I tied it all down.

I've even stopped a mile down the road and checked everything more often than I'd care to admit.

snakes.

Ghosts, even though I don't believe in them.

The Burger King. He's just creepy.

and I always have a dream that I'm in the navy on the carrier, and I can't find my uniforms. then, somewhere along the line, I suddenly 'realize' that my enlistment was up like 5 months prior and I somehow 'forgot' to go home.

****ing weird.

Bats

Chinese women driving mini-vans in the rain at rush hour.

midgets. in football unis.

I have the "forgot" dream, but it always involves me being enrolled in a class for about 13 weeks before I realize that I've never attended class. I have that dream at least twice a month.

Wasps. If I'm on a ladder and a wasp surprises me acting pissed off I'd jump off even if it was 3 stories. Bees don't bother me. Just those awful flying wasps that evolved from some alien planet and flew here just to terrorize me.

Mediocre QBs.

I once shot a bat with some pheasant load. That's all I got.

I get anxious about things like this, particularly with locking the door to my house and turning off the stove. If I cook something and know I'll be leaving my house a short time later, I'll always be sure to triple and quadruple check to make sure I've turned the stove off before I leave.

Also, I think from the fact that doing things like locking your door become so automatic over time, I often can't remember if I've done it when I leave the house. For this, I've irrationally spent loads of time wondering if I completed the action or not. I used to be REALLY bad about this, but lately I've learned that the fear is pretty irrational and have been able to get over it after the first passing thought...

On a bit of a different note, I have a pretty irrational, well, I can't call it fear, but I am very hesitant to swim in murky water. That hesitation mainly comes from crocodiles and sharks. I still swim in the ocean and love doing so, but the thought is always in my mind.