I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm terrified of snakes. Absolutely, beyond all reason terrified.
So today, I was heading back to my desk at work and saw a snake just hanging out at the top of the hallway. So I freaked out (seriously), ran past the snake and started pleading with my coworkers to kill it.
My coworker Paul said he wouldn't kill it, but would usher it on outside. Except it then slithered into a closet, which is locked. I can't think about it or I'll have to go home.
Probably just as well, really; then it would be in the parking lot, possibly lying in wait for me.
The rational part of me knows that I am being ridiculous. It's a tiny garter snake, not a cobra. The rest of me? Absolutely freaking the hell out.