All conferences have a bit of networking and if you are lucky and get to sit on a table of interesting people some decent conversations can get rolling.
At the blogging conference I went to on Friday there was discussion that one of the swag bags could possibly have a dead mouse in it.
This freaks me out.
I had to let the host know that if a mouse was in my bag, vomit could follow, panic screeching then end in fainting.
Lucy confirmed she felt exactly the same.
Give us a slug, mouldy lunch boxes, a stampeding elephant, but not a filthy scampering whisker twitching mouse.
This lead to other people admitting the irrational fears they had, amongst the list were: Falling off a pier, or more precisely your children falling off a pier; Falling off a balcony, especially a high rise building balcony and Leeches.
To me these are things you can control, it's not like a leech jumps from behind the fridge and crawls over your feet spreading its filth, and if you don't like piers you can pretty much see it before you walk on it. If I have control, I don't have the fear.
But that is the trouble with irrational things. It seems you can't control them.
What's yours? What silly thing just freaks you out?