TV bumpers/"vanity plates." The Viacom and 20th Century Fox ones were particularly bad when I was a kid. I don't watch much TV...
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Dying with unspent money in my bank account
Helicopter rotor blades. I'm afraid they will hit my eyes. Even seeing them on a video is very uncomfortable and I have to look away or close my eyes until they're gone.
As someone who's embarked and disembarked a helicopter with rotors spinning a myriad of times, I get it.
Prions. Misfolded proteins that manage to get into your brain and just wreck shit. I don't handle anything that would be contaminated or anything but just the idea of this non-living thing that will just replicate and cause havok - horrifying.
Something supernatural coming to kill me, so I can't explain anything to get help, and when I'm dead everyone thinks I died for some other reason.
Floors I can see through (metal mesh, drainage grates, thick glass, etc.)
I struggle to walk across it, even when it can hold literal cars.
Having a slug come into contact with my feet or my socks or my shoes, but only if I am wearing them at the time. Anywhere else on my body is fine. I don't know what harm will come from this occuring. I do know it is fine if a slug is touching my shoe, I pick it off, and then put on the shoe. My fear of snails is likely but unverified.
The invisible shark in the swimming pool. I will say nothing more
Invisible shark doot doot de doot de doo
Literally same here. Even getting skeeved out swimming in a video game.
Dropping my phone when I’m in a high place
Put it into airplane mode and worry no more.
Illogical fears require illogical solutions!
Similar, when I'm in a high place and I look down I have the sensation that my glasses will fall from my face into the void.
My glasses never have fallen from my face even doing jumps or stunts, but for some reason when I'm looking down from a balcony I'm terrified that they'll just drop.
Or when you walk over the threshold of an elevator door and there is that little gap. Same with keys.
Suddenly falling over the railing that separates me from the long fall below.
I don't generally have balance issues, and I know hundreds of people have successfully leaned on that railing, but I'll be good standing a few steps back.
But I'd really prefer if everyone stood back, because it's stressing me out to watch.
Flying insects. I scream. Period.
Also, I adore them and I am fascinated by them. Period.
My spouse was still sleeping earlier so I tried to sneak into the room to grab my phone I left on the nightstand. When I was walking out I stepped on a stuffed mouse on a string (usually hangs from a doorframe so the cat can play with it but he pulled it down apparently). When I stepped on it I thought it was a real animal and soon as my foot felt the pressure of pushing down on such an object I jerked it up roughly to my waist, kicked the door I was trying to walk through and it slammed shut.
One of those moments where you want to apologize, but really then you are just causing more noise to wake them up further.
Tldr; I'm an idiot
My childhood cat used to catch and eat mice. Unfortunately, it would leave their entrails on the kitchen floor. Listening to my mother curse, when she discovered them with her bare feet, was an interesting way to be woken up.
I think you got off lightly with the stuffed toy. 🤷♂️😅
Being murdered for being trans while living in Oregon. It shouldn’t happen, but it’s not impossible.
Meeting myself in any variation.
I have no idea why, but I've always had this idea that if I met another me in the world it has to end in one of us dead. Doesn't matter on the origin, clone, copy, alternate timeline, time travel, doppelganger, replicant, don't care. There's absolutely no way around, it's on sight and to the death.
This is one of my most consist feelings in life and I often wonder if it's because I consumed my twin in the womb. As a child I came up with an arrangement that if I accidentally time travelled I'd be able to use to contact myself indirectly so that we can't cross paths.
Of course, the chance of any of these things happening is insanely low so it's kind of dumb to have a plan in place for its eventual occurrence.
So if you walk past yourself in Walmart, do you just go ham instantly and beat the shit out of you?
Is it possible it's actually pent-up sexual frustration and you'd actually bone you?
Palmetto bugs.
I grew up in Florida but I haven't lived there in a long time and I had a visceral fear reaction to just reading the words "palmetto bugs." AUGH.
Not illogical. I was talking with a friend one night under a tree and had one fall on my face. Super gross.
I just mean I know logically they aren't harmful but my mind cannot. I'm not scared of spiders or lizards or snakes but those overgrown roaches strike absolute terror into my heart since I was little. I am so sorry you experienced that. I've had them fly at me.
So few of them around now, and my logical & rational fear is that is a bad sign for the world. But it has been amazing to be able to work in the yard without the constant fear of picking up a brick or stone, they used to come out from under every single upturned stone.
Palmetto bugs.
In NJ they were 3 inches long, sleek and black and abhorrent. Ugh!
Small birds. Their tiny little dinosaur motions. Jerky and predatory. I have monkey brain issues with them and it takes all I have to override it.
Getting stabbed on the bus. Everytime a crazy guy gets on the bus and starts yelling im like fuck today is the day.
Its not logical because the chance of it happening is extremely low due to low crime + he cant stab everyone on the bus so ive got a 1/30 chance. Also i probably only have the worry because very often i read news about people getting attacked on public transport in my city.
Be first to stab anyone who yells to get out in front of the issue?
But then people will be afraid to yell crazily in a bus for fear of getting stabbed by a slient unsuspecting office worker
At least that would be a logical fear. Problem solved.
Falling. I've had a fear of slipping and falling since I was a kid, even just walking downhill can trigger it. I think it's a vertigo type thing.
Raccoons, with their little hands and rabies and they're not scared of people. They're giant rats that will kill you as soon as look at you.
My old boss, as a child, adopted three orphaned kits.
He'll confirm there's nothing illogical about fearing those little thumbed miscreants.