Unfortunately, I suffer from severe Cynophobia. Cynophobia, also known as fear of dogs, stems from the Greek word cyno meaning dog and phobos meaning fear or terror. It’s actually quite embarassing and not something I am proud of at all. I have had many violent arguments & fights with friends in the past who believe that their dog is the one that will make all the difference and help me get over my fear. Sadly, those who are lucky enough not to suffer from Cynophobia just don’t understand.
I must admit, that there was “Sparky”, the world’s most beautiful golden lab, who actually managed to help me reduce my fear a few years ago. I took him for walks, played around with him, and pet him as well at times. However, he turned out to be the only dog that I could stand around me and the fear never completely went away.
I walked in to work this morning and one of my close friends from childhood had sent me and another friend of ours an e-mail. It has got to be one of the funniest e-mails ever and I can’t believe that my friend is actually going to have to face our worst nightmare now! Poor guy.
“By the way, I think both of you can appreciate this. I have a pretty decent shot at getting a gig for the Summer. It’s pretty much exactly what I want to do and I was really excited to hear that I have final rounds next week (keeping fingers crossed). So, of course on a day when everything is working out, God throws a wrench into the plans. The office space has 2 large labradors just chilling, roaming around the office!!! I had a 10-15 second totally awkward confrontation with one of them, who I think now senses my fear. Anyways, when I was visibly frazzled and they asked me if I was ok, I just told them I was surprised by the dogs, and they laughed and said that they are part of the family! So, obviously they won’t give a shit if I told them about my fear (which in itself is probably not a good idea for my chances).
I tell you guys all this because a) I think it’s hilarious, and b) you guys obviously understand my fear. I don’t really know what to do (if things actually work out…which are obviously not a given so I shouldn’t get ahead of myself here). But if it does, the job starts immediately. On a serious note, have any of you had any success overcome your fears? I’m thinking of grabbing a self-help book on it or something, because this is just too much!
Anyways, thanks for listening and have a smashing weekend.”
If it was me, I would not take the job. But I guess you have to suck it up and deal with absolutely anything as beggers can’t be chosers in today’s financial crisis. Poor guy!
*The picture above has been taken from http://www.bralexlabradors.ca/spencer4.jpg*