I got wormed
I went to eat a sandwich in the lunchroom this afternoon, and when I returned, my desk looked like this.
An unnamed coworker (perhaps the features editor herself?) put gummy worms everywhere -- in my bag, inside my notebook, on my keyboard, my calculator, atop my computer monitor and calendar.
I had brought in some of the cherries I picked last night to eat for a snack, and said coworker mentioned how she used to pick and eat cherries on summer afternoons as a kid. Then she went on to elaborate about how she'd find little white worms in them sometimes.
That grossed me out so much that now I'm paranoid to eat the rest of my cherries. I didn't know cherries could get worms!
I've had a worm phobia since I was a kid.
It takes me twice as long to walk anywhere outdoors when it's raining because I have to sidestep the disgusting little buggers. Simply the smell of them when it rains makes my stomach turn. They keep otherwise relaxing activities such as gardening or fishing off limits to me (not that I'd imagine I'd be very good at either).
I've made several attempts to get past this issue -- including dissecting and forcing myself to touch said creatures. But I always recoil in horror, involuntarily screaming bloody murder.
It's pretty embarrassing.
Even worse is that I don't even like to eat or touch the gummy versions because they have a texture I associate with the real thing. So I had to draft a kind colleague (food reporter Nicki Lefever) to remove them from my desk.
Sue · July 1, 2008 3:33 PM
I agree with you. Wet worm days are the worst. The whole world smells like a wet dog on wet worm days...