I don't know if it's physically possible, but I sometimes think what if my office chair breaks and the hydraulic piston shoots through the seat and impales my colon.
Real Final Destination shit right there.
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I don't know if it's physically possible, but I sometimes think what if my office chair breaks and the hydraulic piston shoots through the seat and impales my colon.
Real Final Destination shit right there.
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I read an article a few years ago about this happening in China. There were graphic photos from the ER which I won't discuss here, but If I remember correctly it was a teenager and he actually died because it ruptured an artery in his colon or something like that. Ever since then I've always been ok with spending a little more money for a quality chair. Especially if it's something you're going to use every day.
You mean you don't trust that highly rated 【QSHASK】Durable Quality Office Chair For Adults, Easy Use In Office Home And Gaming With 3D Foam Cushion Comfortable Seating, Ergonomic Feeling Up&Down Rolling?
It's got so many 5-star reviews, like "Works great;" from Bobson M. in the United States and "Excellent Chairs!!" from K.J Genny in the United States! Ships direct from Guangzhou in 5 business days for a low price of ~~$79.99~~ $65.50!
And dont forget the Q&A section featuring the finest examples of human intelligence.
"its design is very human."
getting bird shit in my mouth. no, really. I have a recurring (but not frequent) "nightmare" about getting bird shit in my mouth through diverse accidents. there's even an incredibly vivid taste associated with it that I can recall when I'm awake. I'm guessing that toddler me took a gamble for science and wound up scarred for life.
Irrational - being kidnapped and not having access to feminine products. Totally rational & terrifying- clowns.
Why is the last one the rational one while the first one is irrational?
I'm irrationally afraid that I'll push too many buttons with my pointer finger and eventually the fat pad will wear away and it'll just be my fingertip bone with skin stretched over it. :(
Needles. I got allergy tested when I was little and they pricked my arms hundreds of times to see what I was allergic to. I was also super young do naturally I wanted to itch it, and they wouldn’t let me. It got to the point where they strapped my arms to the table and all I wanted to do was scratch the areas that they had poked me…
Maybe don’t do that to a five year old.
Yea I don’t like needles
Same. And then seeing someone I know with diabetes have to jab every day drove me nuts to think about in a way.
Mine is being stuck in another dimension. When I was a kid I was stuck in a multi layer dream and I think I was like 3 layers in before I was about to give up.
Some examples are movies like Room 1408 or Silent Hill.
I don't think it can happen, but I'm always terrified of it. The closest real life example is disassociation (depersonalization or derealization) fuck that noise.
Sea monsters. Doesn't matter that I'm a middle aged man who has been in dozens of lakes without incident. Every goddamn time there's a constant "hey, something could rise from the depths and eat you right now. You never know!"
They don't want to EAT you or anything, they just like to lightly brush against the side of your foot with a tentacle one time because they're smart and curious, but shy.
Oddly shaped fruits.
I love fruits more than anything else in the world, but I am weirded out by tropical fruits with an odd shape and/or color (dragon fruit for example)
I hear you! Rambutans ( Nephelium Lappaceum) are a no go for me because of the outer texture. Pineapples are Ok
It looks like a virus, just looking at it gross me out haha.
Pineapple, I love. But we grew up with canned pineapple, so that's why it doesn't weird me out.
Clowns
I know they're just people in makeup, but I always fear them no matter how much I try to reason away the fear
That I can't have any thoughts that a future super intelligence would see as a threat.
Being physically around people.
Same. It's scary, because scientists still don't fully know what they're capable of.
Walking into a public bathroom that uses motion sensors and it's dark when I walk in. Guaranteed comfort, you'd think? Nope, according to my brain, I'm probably going to find a body.
The worst thing about these (apart from all the dead bodies obvs.) is that the timer is never long enough for a decent dump. You're just about ready to start cleanup and all the lights go out!
I'm kind of weird. I can't stand the idea of swimming in the deep ocean. It makes me skil crawl and want to run as far away as I can.. despite loving the ocean. Just don't make me swim in deep ocean waters.
I'm not sure if those first two sentences are connected. 😉 Anyway, that fear is called thalassophobia, and is very common.
Yeah. It's so weird imagining that there is so much dark space below oneself, where anything could be lurking.
And stop moving, and you'll sink deep down. No safeguard that stops you at some point. You'll just sink and sink and sink.
Getting evicted. I don't do anything wrong or break my lease in my apartment, and have never had a complaint against me but for whatever reason I get super freaked out when someone knocks on my door. Even if it's just a delivery driver.
I remember one time I actually called off sick at work because I saw my landlord on my ring doorbell tape something to my door and I was literally worried sick. Started thinking I had to start looking for another place.
Turns out it was just a notice saying that they were going to give residents a free fire extinguisher in the coming days. All that panic for nothing.
Fear of getting poisoned by someone i dont know
Fear that a car will randomly decide to kill me and start chasing me
Fear of randomly being struck by a lighting strike
Puppets
NEXT!
That we* get the government we deserve.
*Global we, not just where you live.
Holes (trypophobia) and sharks in the pool. I used to be on the swim team and loved swimming, but at some point in my teenage years I got this irrational fear that a shark was chasing me in the pool and now I literally can't do laps anymore. It sucks cause I really enjoyed it and I was good at it. Nothing triggered the fear as far as I can remember.
The trypophobia I have many theories but I think it is actually just one of those fears people have sometimes.
Bees. I'm not allergic or anything, I just formed an irrational fear of them probably after I was stung on the foot when I was a kid.
Dark indoor spaces
Melted ice cream...
That's what milk is though.
Palmetto bugs.
I am so unreasonably terrified of those guys. I have held tarantulas, I love snakes, happy to hold your pet rat or lizard, bees and other insects mostly don't bother me.
But palmetto bugs strike fear into my very soul.
They're one and the same with what many may call my childhood fears if by "irrational fear" you mean things I don't hold active trust in, I've had a bad trial by fire with... opens list... snakes, spiders, psych wards, social wrath, and depths (don't count on me to go somewhere I can't touch the bottom of).
Blowers. It's what I called pool drains (and lights and vents). Still hate them.
And this one is more of a 'it would be terrible and now I can't stop thinking about it' thing, but steep hills, and how awful it'd be to just roll back down them. In a car or on foot. You just suddenly lose control and start plummeting backwards. I got it worst when I was in San Fran.