One of my high school friends was like that about heights. She didn't mind fast rides, but anything that really could show the scale of where she was. Tall buildings, ferris wheels, etc...freaked her out.
We got stuck on a roller coaster that broke down one day (thankfully not in the "loop"). She was having a fit and trying to figure out how to get out of the car...not fun.
You speak Welsh? How cool! What do those phrases mean?
Well, I don't speak Welsh, as such - I just exclaim the odd thing. *g* "Iesu mawr" (pronounced "yessie mao") means "Great Jesus", and "Ych-a-fi" (pronounced "uck-a-vi") means, basically, "Yuck."
I had no idea they were Welsh until pretty recently. I just thought they were... things people said, like "oy" or "sheesh".
And, eek, that sounds horrible for your friend - and for you. Funnily enough, I think I'd be okay in that sort of situation - I'm quite calm when it's an emergency - but if it's a matter of walking up the giant frosted glass staircase in the Apple store in Regents Street... no. Nonono. I'm getting sweaty palms just thinking about it.
I get nervous at the top of stairwells and escalators...but that's probably because I fell down a flight of them in college and tore the three main ligaments of my ankle. :-p Going up is no problem...just going back down...
Yeah, that's my reason for the stairs thing, too. I have a scar on my forehead (4 stitches), a scar on my chin (6 stitches), broken my front two (baby) teeth, and that was when we lived in a bungalow, with two damn steps in the whole place. When we moved into a house with a staircase for the first time, I tried on my first pair of heels... and fell down the stairs.
I have no luck with heels or stairs. *g*
(All that makes me sound like Scarface, but they're all very old scars, and pretty much unnoticeable now.)
Well, see above - I think it's a perfectly logical phobia (particularly if, like me, you have a tendancy to trip yourself up). Well, maybe the glass bridges and the windows thing isn't perfectly logical, but... they might break! They don't look safe!
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heeled shoes are evil. Pie fight sounds like fun.
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You know, I should organise my own convention AND pie fight. I'm sure Chris Judge, Michael Shanks et al would accept invites to that. *g*
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We got stuck on a roller coaster that broke down one day (thankfully not in the "loop"). She was having a fit and trying to figure out how to get out of the car...not fun.
You speak Welsh? How cool! What do those phrases mean?
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I had no idea they were Welsh until pretty recently. I just thought they were... things people said, like "oy" or "sheesh".
And, eek, that sounds horrible for your friend - and for you. Funnily enough, I think I'd be okay in that sort of situation - I'm quite calm when it's an emergency - but if it's a matter of walking up the giant frosted glass staircase in the Apple store in Regents Street... no. Nonono. I'm getting sweaty palms just thinking about it.
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I get nervous at the top of stairwells and escalators...but that's probably because I fell down a flight of them in college and tore the three main ligaments of my ankle. :-p Going up is no problem...just going back down...
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I have no luck with heels or stairs. *g*
(All that makes me sound like Scarface, but they're all very old scars, and pretty much unnoticeable now.)
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