Guilty. I’m not really a condiment person. I outright hate catsup and mustard, so much I don’t even like writing the words. I might have picked A-1 sauce but without ranch I have nothing to dip my pizza in.
Also notorious for the often outrageous calorie counts listed next to each menu item.
A-1 Sauce should’ve been in the condiments poll, but I chose ketchup. Burgers, hot dogs and french fries just aren’t the same without them, and I eat those relatively often.
I have a number of the fears listed, but none of them are paralyzing. They’re just things that, to some degree or another, and depending on the kind of thing, I don’t like. But I can deal with all of 'em.
Seeing any spider or snake up close, without notice (like that %^&*! picture), is going to freak me out a little, but only for as long as it takes me to step back or scroll past.
I definitely stress about not having enough time to do all the things I wanna do.
I grew up in the middle of Nintendo’s Golden Age but we never had one. First console I had besides the Atari 2600 we had when I was really little was a Playstation, and that was after high school in the late 90s. At the time we spent almost all of our time hanging out in my friend’s attic, and I bought the PS1, brought it over there, and it pretty much stayed there. Played the crap out of Jet Moto and Tekken.
that one should have included canvasophobia (fear of polls)
I chose Pesto as my condiment but I would have picked almost everything there except ketchup, including lots of flavored mustards. It was also missing sauerkraut, which is a delicious way to zip up some bland foods.
For phobias, I had to pick other: Fear of looking down from a great height and having my glasses fall off, and a fear of fish. Don’t ever serve me a fish that looks like a fish. Trust me on this one.
For the stress poll, I picked Money because having money would help solve a whole bunch of my stresses right now. Having lots of money would get me the surgery to improve my health, for example, such as repairing a heart valve.
I picked mayonnaise, because 1) I like it and 2) it’s the most versatile. Ketchup is ok, but I’d rather use sriracha or BBQ (something zippier) if I had the choice. I never use ketchup on either burgers or hot dogs. Only on fries or onion rings.
I used to have a fear of public speaking, but I had to do some teaching and that translated into losing most of that fear. I still get a little nervous, but it’s mostly just anticipation.
I’m terrified of heights and public speaking. I mean I’ve lost sleep over these things even when I had nothing planned for them. I have even done exposure therapy for fear of heights, which was necessary to get me on a plane. I am afraid of planes because I am afraid of heights.
I have mild agoraphobia. I am afraid of dogs.
Spouse Weasel treats phobias as a part of his job and it’s always funny when he makes Amazon purchases for exposure therapy. Pens that look like syringes, fake vomit, large, hairy stuffed spiders. It tickles me.
Yeah, same - some mild fears, but no phobias
So they’re…snakes?
mmm
Me too … except the claustrophobia one. I get that BAD…
and that ! (also dropping my camera from said height)
I have the opposite. I think I actually feel safer in small spaces. As a kid I used to lie down under my bed against the wall. The only situation like that I can’t stomach would be like trapped in a coffin or under a heap of concrete after an earthquake. But I think that would freak most people out.
My brother-in-law is a pretty big guy but purposefully, when he and my sister were designing their house, arranged to have a small home office built for himself. He likes being in small spaces, for the coziness and also the ease of reaching things.
I‘ve actually never been to one, but my parents, who are decent cooks, like it and recommend it. I think it reminds them of some of the restaurants they went to in Ohio.
Been nude outside-as a toddler.
I’ve had acrophobia for as long as I can remember; I get a bit queasy simply by being near a window in a high-rise.
As an adult, I’ve started to develop some claustrophobia, as well. It mostly manifests itself as an uneasy, even panicky, feeling if I’m sitting in an airline seat that has little room around it.
Had to change my vote to other, because tartar sauce.
Or American style cocktail sauce
The warm springs in Saline Valley (between Death and Owens Valleys) are clothing optional, but everyone is always nude. I’ve been there several times, but not in decades and a lot of pounds ago!
Technically, they’re nakes.
I swim nude every morning on my summer vacation. It’s fairly remote, and usually no one sees me except my husband. But sometimes as asshole fisherman chimes close enough that it’s a nuisance to get in and out of the water. It’s an expected thing, though, and the family camp that runs the place tells everyone not to approach other people’s cabins before 8am, for privacy.
I’ve also been nude in other places where it was expected, like a sauna, but maybe not outdoors.