posted on Oct, 26 2006 @ 05:06 AM
I have two main fears. First and formost is cockroaches.
Not Masagascar Hissing fear factor snack cockroaches.. I think they are kind of cute. Not the wee lil German cockroaches that are everywhere and are
Not the black fat and slow Asian cockroaches, or water bugs as we called them when I was growing up.
But the BIG 2 inch long plus brown flying American cockroach.
Ohhhh. I get shivers just thinking about them.
Those suckers are viscious, they'll even come after you, if you don't hit them right the first time, and they are FAST and they FLY.
When I was small, my mother worked in a clothing import store, and there was a huge mutha that must have slipped in from 3rd world country (I have
heard that american cockroaches come from Africa, go figger, and that is where most of these clothes came from)
There was a huge 4 incher, that only ever came out when I was by myself, and he would charge at me.
I'm vertically challenged, being 5 1, and was always small.. and that roach looked like something out the Jurassic era.. I was about 3 at the
Finally, one day the roach hemmed me up in the changing room, and I was screaming my head of when the manager ran in, saw the roach that no one
believed existed, and jumped UP in the air, and DOWN on the roach, which made the most horrific squishing noise.
I can hear the squelshing to this day. Like a chrunch/splat/squish
That bug AFTER squishing was 4 inches, which mean presquishing was probably at least 5 inches.. Bigger than my hand at the time, and maybe bigger than
it is now, lol.
I hate them, hate them, loathe them, fear them,
The other is dentists. The scream of the drill, the smell... it doesn't help that my body processes novacaine too fast, so yeah, they have to knock
me out. They can't give me enough novacaine to be effective long enough.. When I was small, the dentist could only work on my mouth for at most a
half hour, because syringe after syringe of novacaine, and I'd be OK for 5 minutes, then I started feeling it.. Not good at all.
I am only slightly less afraid of dentists than I am of cockroaches.
The sight of a dentist doesn't send me leaping up in a chair, screaming, heart palpitating, waving a wildly pointing finger pleading with someone to
KILL IT!! KILL IT!!! PLEASE!!! KILL IT!!!
But it is a near thing.