If I asked you about your greatest fear, what would you say?
Every time I get in a taxi in the summer, I worry.
Not about crashing or getting kidnapped. Nope. What I fear is the possibility that there could be an up-skirt camera hidden in the air conditioning vent.
Mock me if you like, but I’m not afraid of the dentist and you probably are. I had my first root canal at age eight and my dental bills since then are well into the six figures.
I wish I were joking.
My teeth came from the shallow end of the gene pool. A trip to the dentist, even for a procedure, gives me no more anxiety than a hair cut.
I also don’t fear flying which is good because I do a lot of it. Once in a while mid-flight, we’ll hit turbulence and while I may naturally grip the armrest, that’s generally the extent of my reaction.
How about you – what are you afraid of?