What’s Your Irrational Worry? | Cup of Jo

At this time, I’m curious: What’s your irrational worry? What offers you the shivers? What makes you wish to dash in the other way? My reply is straightforward…

ELEVATORS. Gahhhhhh.

I first wrote about my elevator phobia virtually twenty years in the past. Since then, I’ve taken elevators precisely *checks notes* 16 occasions — and that’s solely when stairwells have been inaccessible. In any other case, I’m comfortable to take the steps it doesn’t matter what flooring. I as soon as climbed 33 flights to see a therapist. (“See how a lot I would like you???” I advised her, panting, after I arrived.)

In France, I’ve seen some really teeny elevators. Right here’s my mother in Paris. And right here’s a video I took of one other one. Reader, we didn’t get in.

Kelsey bravely rode this one throughout her honeymoon!

So, inform me: What’s your irrational worry? Every other elevator-haters on the market?

P.S. A trick for remembering folks’s names, and do you ever ghost after a celebration?