I had always been grossed out by the bumps on stuff and never knew what it was until about 5 years ago a student announced that everyone has some degree of trypophobia. Worst offender for me is whole jackfruit.
I’m the teacher that can’t stand clicking pens/pencils, tapping on desks, tapping feet. I really didn’t like those fidget toys with the snaps and clicks and all.
I won’t wash anyone else’s dirty dishes but mine. you come to my house, you’re eating with disposable plates cups and utensils.
bodily fluids—I’ve never changed a diaper and won’t hold a baby because of slobber and spit up (And I’m not a baby fan anyways)