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Mayonnaisse and Minivans.
Mayo because of a recent food poisoning incident at a VERY inconvenient time (last February's bar exam). I get freaked out at the smell, seeing it squished on bread, etc. As long as that evil crap stays in the jar, I feel safe.
Minivans because they are trying to kill me, I know it. I'm not really afraid of being in one or seeing them in general, it's just when I'm driving and there's one on the road. You can't see around them and the people who own them just seem to be the WORST drivers on the planet. My mom used to have one and I know it had major blind spots, but it goes beyond that.
On my drive to work (ah, the joys of Interstate 4 in Orlando!), the minivans are either (1) flying along like they can't see other cars, coming up right behind you and tailgating, or (2) traveling so slow that I think it would be more productive for them to just put the thing in park and let the earth's rotation move them around.
Plus, I've had several near-misses with minivans, getting cut off, hearing that really nice SCCRREEEEEEEEEEECH of brakes as they barely stop in time, seeing them wander around the highway without regard to the lane markings, etc. One tried to kill me this morning - stupid driver was towing a U-haul trailer and driving too fast. I was in the left lane and the minivant next to me. The traffic got bad suddenly as I approached a hill (normal on I-4), so I slowed down. The minivan was tailgating, so they had to slam on the brakes, causing the trailer to sway back and forth. It came within inches of hitting my car.
Stupid, stupid minivans. Seriously, I know it sounds weird, but it keeps happening to me. I think I'm starting to develop a phobia.
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