Stupid Fears

I have many irrational fears, one of which is that I'm terrified of the credit card machine at the gas pump, so much so that I will literally make up things to buy in the actual store-thing just so I don't have to deal with it..but that's beside the point.

As a child I was always terrified of the doctors. Probably because when I got my first shots, I had come in crying. The doctor's idea of consoling me was to say "Okay, we won't do them" only to stab me in the arm the second I looked away. Totally a great way to create a strong bond of trust between you and your patient.

I was certain that they had some sort of hidden agenda, probably murderape, maybe with a side of blood-drinking to rejuvenate their life -force. Or maybe collect all your blood and use it to paint their library a nice crimson to match the new rug Barbara sent from Italy.

I had always thought this fear was irrational.. until I found this;

Stealth edition? Try explaining that one to me, huh? You can't. This has just further cemented my fear that doctors are secretly hiding behind every corner waiting to pounce and harvest my organs. Why else would a doctor need to be stealthy?

Why do you think you have to wait so long in the office? 'Cause there busy scoping out how to most efficiently murder you.

I'm glad I could open your eyes to this conspiracy. Have fun sleeping tonight.