Name your phobia
I ordered my fridge yesterday. Same company, different location, $300 cheaper. The guy I dealt with at this place went even farther by calling and finding out just how long it would take my precious food keeper to arrive and it’s 7-10 days instead of 21. Hooray!
I have become somewhat of a germaphobe. I’m not positive what brought it on but I think it was the staph infection incident. Out of nowhere, the thought of touching the rail at the escalators grossed me out. Especially at the airport. Eww. Naturally, I don’t want to live alone in my fear of germs so I shared it with my husband the other night at dinner. He thanks me for it, I’m sure. Seriously, think about this. When you are at a restaurant, you handle a menu. Then you eat your french fries or your nachos with your fingers. How many people have sneezed on that menu? When you go to the store and you push a cart/buggy/basket, you’re touching the same handle that someone else touched. Was it the guy who shook it more than once and didn’t wash his hands afterwards? Was it the girl who coughed into her hands earlier? You don’t know. On the flip side, how many years have I gone without putting sanitizer on my hands after pushing a cart, handling a menu, or holding a stair rail and I’m still here to tell about it. What’s your phobia?
Here’s a strange (to me) thing. The highways here are called by their number/name, but prefaced with the word The. It’s “The 101″ or “The 5″ or “The PCH”. I call The 405- The Road That Should Be Erased Off The Map. Also known as The Road I Will Never Drive On. In GA, we didn’t call 75 - The 75, or 400 - The 400. It was just “you go down 75″ or “hop on 400 south” or “I will drive twice as long to avoid 85″. Even stranger… it doesn’t bother me to drive on any of these roads (except The 405 omg I hate that strip of concrete). It seems like the highways around Atlanta were practice roads for the race driver wannabes. Zip zoom weave. And I hated 285 because I always felt like the lanes were too narrow for some odd reason. But here… nice wide lanes. For the most part, people seem to drive decently. There are a few of the zip zoom weavers but I don’t see near as many of them on The 101 as I did on 400. Maybe it’s all just new to me and I’ll hate it just as much in a few years.
July 18th, 2007 at 2:49 pm
My phobia? I can only name one?!
I share the germ one, to some extent. I just try not to think about it or else it would drive me mad, especially while traveling and sleeping in hotels.
I’m glad to hear the roads and drivers are better out there!
July 18th, 2007 at 3:52 pm
The eight legged things, hands down. We’re of two minds whether we’ll hire a car while we’re in the US. David wants to, but I’m scared of those highways!! (And some of the lunatics on them!) And driving on the wrong side of the road. And the wrong side of the car.
July 19th, 2007 at 7:33 am
I’m not really too phobic. I don’t like heights, but that’s because I’m afraid of FALLING, not afraid of the heights per se.
And dude, the reason that staph infections are so bad these days is because of overuse of antibiotics and stuff like that. Those cleaners that kill 99.9% of the germs? The .1% that it DOESN’T kill live to pass on those resistant genes to the next generation. So by using hand sanitizers, you’re helping germs evolve.
We’re all doomed. Dooooommmmmeedd, I say.
August 9th, 2007 at 3:16 pm
When I moved from the east coast to the west I didn’t notice that quirk about the highways right away. It was when my parents came to visit and asked why my boyfriend (native to CA) said “the” before all the highway numbers. Sometimes in MA we said “route” before a highway number. They never do that in CA.