I was driving home from work and got stopped at a red light. The person in the car in front of me swung open their door (fast) and before I even knew what was going on, my heart was racing and I was shaking like crazy! I just knew he was going to v* [img]smileys/smilies_03.gif[/img]
He actually ended up spitting (pretty gross in iteself). Why do we naturally assume the worst? I was shakingfor the remainder of my drive home all because some crass guy decided to spit out of his car! The whole process took all of 4 seconds and I will be bothered by it for the rest of the day.
If it wasn't so sad - it would be funny...
Just thought I would share my phobic reaction of the day...