Monday, May 12, 2008

Creepy

I saw this meme over at Vernonica's blog and decided to play along. There are a few other bloggers out there who are participating as well.

As it turns out, I am not as weird as I thought.

Here are a few things that creep me out:

1. Masquerade balls. I am a little nervous around folks who insist on hiding their faces. Plus, all of the feathers and sequins are too much.

And can I just say that men should never wear feathers and sequins?

2. Clowns.

3. Swimming in the ocean. I have to see the bottom of where I am swimming. The thought of what is swimming out there with me sends shivers down my spine. Just let me wade in the water no deeper than waist deep. I'll swim in the pool, thankyouverymuch.

4. Sitting next to the window on an airplane. I'd rather sit on the aisle. Again, my brain starts working and I think about the fact that there is a small space between me and the clouds. A strong, sturdy, steel space, yes, but....

Just give me an aisle seat. I can stretch- at least to one side.

5. Sitting in a theatre and not being near an exit.

I think I have "need for escape" issues.

So, what about you? What gives you the heebie jeebies??

6 comments:

R.L.Scovens said...

Just the thought of ever having to be put into an MRI machine! That is really something that makes me sick to my stomach. I'm claustrophobic and it would kill me!

Sorry I'm weird...lol

Veronica Mitchell said...

The more pregnancies I have, the more I am unnerved by crowds. I am afraid I won't FIT somehow.

Nancy said...

For me...clowns, watching medical procedures, scraping my plate at church.

Roxanne said...

Pork 'n Beans. No lie. Just the thought makes me all quivery. Pork 'n Beans. . .all that sticky, sweet sauce just gross.

Kelsey S said...

I have escape issues too. Whenever I enter a new space I have to find the exit if ___ might happen or if ___ occurs or if we have a tornado in the middle of seattle i NEED to know when to duck lol

kelsey
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Susanne said...

Being in the midst of huge crowds like stadiums make me nervous. I can't stand when someone scraps under their fingernails with another fingernail.

I know there is lots more but I can't think of them off the top of my head.