[Closed] Has anyone got a missus who's scared of more stuff than mine?

My wife is worried that the blokes who post on stw are a representative sample of our gender.

I know a girl who is scared of (as in will make her cry)
Moths
Mayonnaise

My wife is as bad.
Spiders and bugs in general
Pigeons
Heights
Any one else driving
Crime despite living in a very safe area
And worse of all exercise

Strangely she will also clear up poo and sick without batting an eyelid

Every helicopter she ever sees.

Triggered after once peering out of a window and a police chopper shone their spotlight at her 😆

Rorschach - Member

I know a girl who is scared of (as in will make her cry)
Moths

**** off, moths are horrific!

Wow. Sounds like a keeper!

I worked with a bloke once who was terrified(and I really really mean it) of red sauce. Ironically he had no problem with blood.

Edit: he was not my missus

Chickens
Morris Dancers
Flying

OH GOD

(couldn't get flying into it, sorry)

5'2" and from Dalton in Rotherham, frightened of nothing, except dead animals! 😯

Bikes. Mrs Sox won't entertain the idea of cycling. 😐
Butterflies and moths.
Clowns.

A mate has a phobia of tomatoes, ie ketchup, baked beans, ragu sauces etc. He gets violent if you wind him up over it, so much so that years ago he lamped someone for shoving a tomato in his face..

Mrs Mudd is scared of the usual things- spiders, insects, clowns, washing up!

We have a woman at work who goes into full on panic mode if someone so much as hints at the word 'snake', never mind seeing one.

My OH is scared of fire after badly burning her hand as a teenager.

Her hand was actually on fire, rather than burning it by putting it [b]in[/b] a fire.

So I suppose it's hardly an "irrational fear"

Other than that I can't think of anything. She's nails !

Once worked with a woman who was terrified of baked beans and coat hangers.

Proper tears and everything.

There are two types of people in the world. Clowns and people who are scared of clowns.

An ex was once properly terrified of wrists... i.e. scratch yours or her wrist and is would be hysterics?

Buttons. Not the chocolate kind but the clothes-fastening, haberdashery variety. She's ok with them on clothes but finding them lying around loose sends her into shivers and has to leave the room. I can't say she's ever mentioned any button-related trauma from her youth, she's just odd.
Oh, and polystyrene. It makes her feel nauseous.

My missus cried trying to navigate the horror that is Thetford.

I'm utterly terrified of daddy long legs. I'm fine with being in the vicinity of other bugs, but I'm a bit squeamish about touching them. But I can't even be in the same room as a daddy long legs. I remember a few years back there was an awful summer where there was an epidemic. We had to abort a romantic country walk because there were absolutely loads, and I was in tears. Awful little gits. And they ruin the lawn.

Mr Toast is scared of cows and horses, which in all honesty is probably slightly more sensible than my phobias.

My brother is genuinely scared of clowns - he wouldn't go into a McDonalds until his late teens because of Ronald MvcDonald, so at least his phobia has an upside!

My missus is braver than I am with most things:

Spiders - she picks them up, even the big ones.
Anything furry smaller than a cat - she'll pick it up, mice etc..
Heights of almost any description - she climbs, scrambles, and does winter climbing stuff
Enclosed spaces - err.... she's not really a fan of going caving
Jet engine noises - she don't give a ...
Sponges (?) - she does the dishes with them
Walking on rocks - she scrambles, mountain walks, bouldering...
Sharp knives. (Bad history with knives!) - not scared of them.

What she is scared of is *really* technical riding, she's ridden 90% of Laggan's black, but didn't like Fort Bill uplift.

In summary... she's awesome.

My wife is scared of monsters. As in imaginary monsters. She won't let the dogs out for a pee at bedtime because 'there might be a monster in the garden', I have to do it. The first time she ever told me this we were driving along a country lane, so I put her car window down a bit just for shits and giggles, and she went bat shit mental. She's either 33 or 34 years old and genuinely terrified of a made up thing.

I don't understand why people are scared of months. Nobody is scared of butterflies... and moths are just furry butterflies.

My GF seems to be most concerned with "baddies". I have pressed her for a definition.....

A housemate left some bolognese out for perhaps 3 weeks over christmas and it looked magnificent when i returned for the exam period. I took it upstairs, left it in her room and when she returned, she went ballistic. Bolognese all over the floor. Took me a while to realise that she was scared of mould!

[i]I don't understand why people are scared of months[/i]

Fearbruary is the worst one.

My Missus is Scared of most things TBH;

-All insects or reptiles
-Dogs (any dog)
-Heights
-Traffic
-Large bodies of water
-Speed in general
-Weather (although she's also fascinated by the weather, so long as she's indoors)
-Cuts, Grazes injuries in general.
-Pesto (No Really)

That's just off the top of my head, there's loads more stuff, pretty much everything stresses her out to some extent.

I think it's more that she's generally not very good at judging the world arround her, so she vears towards caution more and more, it's getting worse especially now we've got kids, and I think she's managed to pass her general perception of danger and risk onto our eldest a bit already.
If one of the kids takes a tumble and skins a knee She really doesn't cope well her reaction only make the situation worse, kids pick up on these things.

She considers me an excessive risk taker, I'm really not...

I used to have a housemate who was scared of fish, she just couldn't look at them even on TV, said they seemed weird and Alien to her.

Bananas

They used to be a girl in the office that was terrified of Bananas.

If you approached her with one (we have bowls of fruit around the place) she'd jump up out of her chair and run away.

Which meant she actually stopped twiddling with her hair or flashing her stocking tops... the only "work" she ever seemed to do.

Spiders and matches

There is a girl in my office who has a phobia of Twixes.

Bloke at my old office couldn't cope with the feeling of grease or oil, which always seemed strange to me. He was the office practical joker, until the day he pushed one of the other managers too far and came in the next day to find his keyboard and mouse covered in Vaseline...

My wife is scared of everything.

Cheers

Mr (insert tabloid newspaper of choice)

An ex was once properly terrified of wrists... i.e. scratch yours or her wrist and is would be hysterics?

That's perfectly understandable. Lots of atrocities in the world have been the result of terror wrists.

My other half isn't too bad: she's not fond of large dogs or knives, especially when I gesticulate with them whilst talking/cooking.

My work colleague is terrified of a great many things, particularly anything dirt or germ-related. I was once dusting my desk and she asked me for the duster when I'd finished. Without thinking, I threw it to her. She reacted as if I'd lobbed a grenade. On another occasion, she literally pished herself rather than use a train toilet.

A friend of mine has a phobia of stickers. Like many phobias, it's disgust-related, y'know, when they start to peel at the edges and pick up dirt. She once came face to face with a used elastoplast in a swimming pool and took off like a hydrofoil.

I had an ex who was scared of:

Clowns
Enclosed spaces
All birds
Fish

Fish FFS!

My wife is very scared of insects, which is very odd, because they love her and want to be around her as much as possible. She's pretty much the queen of insects (something I tell her regularly) but she doesn't want to be.

Poor things, being rejected like that by their queen...

Oh, and she's scared of pigeons too.

@Cookea

-Pesto (No Really)

Please explain! 🙂

It's a sauce made with basil and pine nuts.

Which meant she actually stopped twiddling with her hair or flashing her stocking tops... the only "work" she ever seemed to do.

Never mind phobias, let's hear a bit more about this.

she's not fond of large dogs or knives, especially when I gesticulate with them whilst talking/cooking.

I think if you gesticulated with a large dog I'd be nervous as well.

scared of: vegetable peelings.

not scared of: spiders.

she's mental!

How does she feel about freshly peeled spiders?

My wife's are simple - spiders and enclosed spaces. But she *can* overcome the fear if around others she doesn't want to 'infect' with her fear but I can see her visibly crumbling as she tries to hide it. Like the time she saw a spider in the car when we had our young nieces in the back. It was *HUGE* she got out calmly and pretended not to be bothered so I could get it from behind the kids heads. Now I am not *scared* of spiders but this one made me think twice about picking it up - I think it could have broken my fingers 🙂

Conversely, she didn't give a fig when we had a resident rat in our house, running around the floorboards above our heads when we were in bed, nor any fear of any other insects - she'll happy wrestle a huge bee or wasp out of the house without flinching.

I'm not massively keen on flappy birds/pigeons. There's a bit on my way into work where they stand around waiting for me, and as I get near they take off ON PURPOSE near my head, which makes me squeal a bit.

And cottage cheese. Obvs

Yep Pesto...

She used to like it, I introduced her to the stuff and for about a year she loved it, then one day she was ill, vomitty ill and she'd had pesto earlier in the day, which she brought up...
There was no actual pesto poisoning involved, I'd had the same meal and I was fine, but somehow this triggered an extreme dislike of pesto. These days it is pretty much banished from our house she can't even be around it, she claims it is [I]"horrible Oily stuff"[/I] and the smell alone can apparently make her nauseous... she claims.

It doesn't matter if I point out the fact that she used to like it and that the experience that put her off it had nothing to do with having actually eaten the stuff. She'll eat Basil, pine nuts, parmesan, various food containing olive oil, all of the ingredients are individually acceptable to her, but combine them together in Pesto and she cannot even be around the stuff...

Strangely She has not yet developed a chocolate aversion...

Cougar - Moderator

How does she feel about freshly peeled spiders?

it's not the peeled 'thing', but the peelings which are the problem.

obviously, she wouldn't like spider-peelings, but she'd feel very sad about a peeled spider.

(as would i, i might be scared of spiders, but that doesn't mean i don't like them...)

I think I've been waiting my whole life* for a thread like this. Where should I start:

- balloons
- thunder/lightning
- flying (and any mechanical/unexpected noise on a plane)
- rats
- fairground rides
- champagne corks (popping)

*since I registered with STW

Cougar is on fire today! Don't you have a job to do?! My wife thinks horror films are documentaries. She utterly suspends dis-belief when watching and insists they're real. Tears, hysterics, the lot.

Pesto is pretty Bleuuurgh TBF

A friend has a fear of the soles of feet...hers, anyones really. Apparently its the wrinkly skin and the thought that anything could go straight through. If she caught sight of someone jabbing their finger at the sole of a foot - that would be it - utter terror!

I think I've been waiting my whole life* for a thread like this

You do know you can start your own? Or is that your little phobia?

Pesto is pretty Bleuuurgh TBF

Yup, used to be fine with it then had some rank stuff, never got over it.

A friend of mine has a fear of fingers being forced wide apart - just enough to be unnaturally wide, doesn't have to be enough to break them or anything.

Don't you have a job to do?!

I've got half a dozen laptop builds on the go. It's a bit like spinning plates on sticks; set 'em all spinning then have a minute to spod on STW before I've to give the sticks another jiggle.

A friend of mine has a fear of fingers being forced wide apart

They'll live long and prosper.

Again, my missus is awesome:

-All insects or reptiles
Nope, she frequently is gardening and will pick up insects etc
-Dogs (any dog)
Loves dogs, used to work in a kennels
-Heights
She climbs, and is much better than I am when out on very steep ice in winter
-Traffic
Errr...
-Large bodies of water
She goes lake swimming
-Speed in general
Nope, fine driving at a decent pace
-Weather (although she's also fascinated by the weather, so long as she's indoors)
She loves the sound of storms when inside, or in a tent
-Cuts, Grazes injuries in general.
She boasts about her injuries and bruises
-Pesto (No Really)
She eats pesto for dinner, om nom nom.

A friend of mine has a fear of fingers being forced wide apart

They'll live long and prosper.

<applauds> 😆

My ex-

Moths;
Daddy Long Legs;

Discussing emotions and feelings...

They'll live long and prosper.

My wife isn't bad at all - she's scared of dogs but that's about it. She claims to not like driving fast but considering how quickly she gets places when she borrows my car I don't think it's true! She commuted in London traffic for the first time a week back and it didn't bother her at all. She's even got a full motorbike license.

She's a biology teacher so quite happy dissecting insects and the like (she has hissing cockroaches and a snake in her room at school). She climbs and dives (including encounters with sharks) and is pretty into her outdoor stuff (not mountain biking though, she prefers road cycling).

Zombies, in spite of the fact they're made up. Tried to get her to watch the walking dead, almost shat herself. This from an extremely intelligent and otherwise incredibly brave woman (she used to work at the same secure unit as me, and I've seen her face down some proper psychos).

Snakes. To be fair, she's Australian so it's justified. But it didn't stop me buying my 5yr old nephew a packet of rubber snakes for Christmas and getting him to torment her with them.

The colour green. More of a superstition than a fear I guess, but it runs right through her. Nothing green in the house or as part of clothing. Even to the extent that I'm buying a new car and I can pick a car, any car, as long as it's not green...

She's half-Irish and green is pretty much the national colour, but not in her family I guess (she gets this from her mum).

Apart from that little idiosyncracy she's relatively sane 🙂

My other half, often seen noodling around Cannock on her Trek, has a fascinating panapoly of fears, phobias and is a straight refusenik on some random things.

For example;

1) Phobia of worms. This make anything remotely muddy a no go. I am talking a full screaming polly pissy pants if so much as the hint of wriggler is spotted

2) Fear of mud (may contain worms)

3) Fear of heights - ok this is a fair one

4) Fear of contained spaces - it's the stairs or not at all

5) Fear of roads - so I sold the road bike I spent months building her

6) Refuses to drive the Land Rover or the Flaming Comet of Death

7) Will not eat anything "with a face" so that's no duck, rabbit or basically anything that appears in a Disney movie.

8 ) Is suspicious of okra

But, she is willing to share a house with a loser like me so she has any number of redeeming point and is more than able to face down a skinhead when her cideer gets spilled at a Specials gig.

She is for sale though - spares or repair.

Mine = scared of lightning. When young and at school she was being bullied and told the boy bullying her that she wished he'd drop dead. Later that day he was struck by lightning!

Because of this, i try to remain on good terms at all times..

Dave_rudabar - was he deaded ? - sounds horrific.

Got a good female friend who's scared of
Moths
Furry dead things and....
Trolls ( no really she's Danish - freaked out when I mentioned 'troll hunter')

Mrs busydog is afraid of:

snakes (especially rattlesnakes, but she automatically assumes any snake she sees is a rattler---won't go on hikes in the summer unless it is on a trail about 20 feet wide so she can stay away from an undergrowth)

lightning

tornadoes (we have had 2 in the state in the 30 years we lived here and those were 200+ miles away--to her credit, she grew up in the Midwestern US, where they are a dime a dozen).

heights (ended her short MTB career)

Well I started this thread expecting to hear than my missus was the biggest scaredy pants ever, how wrong!
Wer'e on La Palma at the moment & Mrs G has been missing out on loads of fantastic views just cos there's some massive drops to look out over on the walks we've done, she's been hanging on to trees to stop her falling off (imaginary) vertical drops!

Been ice climbing with the Mrs today. She's scared her hat clashes with her jacket. The cold vertical scary side of things she's fine with.