Torturing The Aerophobic, Hydrophobic & Agrophobic

Out of nowhere, I'm having a Sudden Flash Back. And I think it's a hilarious thought too. The Ex-Hubby was very aerophobic, besides being hydrophobic and agrophobic.

There was one time The Ex Hubby and I were flying from San Jose to Los Angeles before taking our flight home to Kuala Lumpur. Must be around September 1993, after I finally graduated.

While flying over the waters of Santa Ana, we hit an air pocket, it dropped almost thousand metres I think. The Ex-Hubby was terribly pale with fear. I was scared too but I just thought, there's nothing I can do anyways if we crashed. So I prayed and continued reading my book.

Then he said, what if we land in the waters? I said, if we didn't die, just take a swim to shore or to the nearest boat if any. Then he went even paler. he said he doesn't swim. So, I said, too late to learn now. But anyways, swimmers or not, the sharks will surely have a feast. I thought that should be a consolation, but guess I scared the shit out of him. He almost passed out from out of breath. Hehehe I wish I can do that to him right now...

Ummmm on second thoughts, why am I thinking of The Ex Hubby?