Okay... I can understand the spider fear... I am not particually scared of them, if they land on me I just brush them off. I don't particually like bees and hornets after last summer, I was walking down the road, and out of nowhere I got stung (I ignored it like they say to do, but to no avail), and then I got stung 3 more times that summer, for apparently no reason. So now they kinda make me walk a little faster. I can even handle hights, I love rapelling, and bungee jumping.
But I have a very irrashional fear of pickles. I have no idea why, but I cant stand to be in the same room as them. In fact, once, I had a friend who didnt realise the full extent of my phobia, and she came into my section (we worked at a business that was a resteraunt, and a gas station/garage all-in-one) at work and threw 3 of them at me, she didnt hit me, but I had to leave. When I finally got myself together (took an hour), I went, and grabbed a big manilla envelope, took it out back, caught 8 spiders (which was her worst fear), went inside and threw them at her (too bad she had long hair).
Another time when I was covering a waitress shift in the resteraunt, the bosses sons came screeching around the corner while I was waiting on a table with a water gun full of pickle juice, and chased me around the busy resturaunt trying to get me. I did get a drop on my shirt so i went into the back, took it off and threw it in the garbage and walked out (in a camisole).
And yet another time, I accidently opened a huge 15 gallon pail of them at the resteraunt, and for the first time in my life, i just about fainted.
even today if there is a possibility that i tauched something that might has touched something that might have touched a pickle, i fell so grossed out that i have to pretty much have a whole shower with about half a bar of soap to feel alright.
People say I should go on Maury or something, but I am perfectly happy with my loath for them.