I am impossibly afraid of spiders. It's hard to think of a better way to explain it. I know the fear is irational, and that I have a better chance of being killed in a car than ever crossing paths with black widow, and I know that even the deadliest spider is helpless in a fight with a much larger human, but I can't help but be terrified and flee screaming any time I see one.
I needed to go shopping today to pick up a new dress a birthday party and for an added thrill I decided to go commando (without underware). So I put on a little blue sundress, and nothing else, and headed down to the mall. It was exhilerating walking around having nothing between me and hundreds of people but thin blue fabric that ended just above my knee's. I went to my favorite shop and picked out this flirty red dress, very form fitting, the second I saw it I knew I was going to walk out in it, but I wanted to make sure it fit and wouldn't require a bra with it. So I went back to the changing rooms which were just cubicals with purple curtains to draw across rather than doors. I stepped behind the curatin of one, kicked off my flip flops and slid out of my dress. I stood there a moment, excited by the frailness of the velvet barrier that guarded me from the complete exposure of my now naked body. I turned hang the dress on the wall, and then I saw a huge spider climbing up the wall. I freaked. I swung franticly at the spider with the red dress knocking it off the wall and onto the dress right by my feet, then it jumped...literally jumped onto my foot. That's when I lost it, I started screaming and kicking and swating it with the dress and as soon as it was off my foot I bolted away from it past the curtain. I was now flushed, shaken and completely nude out in the normal shopping area with the eyes of about nine people focused on my blushing all together. When the shock of the humiliation wore off I finally thought to sheild myself with the red dress still in hand, but by that time they had seen every inch if me. I tried to back into another cubical, and found a woman in her mid 30's with her pants around her ankles. She demanded that I leave and pushed me back out. By that point the manager had already called security, I tried to explain myself but then the woman I walked in on started complaining about me, then the manager came over and reclaimed the dress that I was hiding behind which I think she did simply to humiliate me, it worked. The security guard told me if I didn't leave now he'd have to call the police, and he escorted me out of the mall butt naked and had to drive home in the same fashion.