Is it your peeps that heebies your jeebies?
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I get the heebie jeebies from noise or lack of. Doing overnight security alone in a large city office building which during the day is a hive of activity, full of conversation and machine noise but at night is "dead" quiet I found most unsettling. More so if the air conditioning was under going maintenance, so no "white" back ground noise! Spooky.
Sure did get very jumpy but the noise of a phone ringing could be explained, it was the creaks and clicks of the building settling as the structure cooled and contracted that got to me. What/who the hell was it!!!lol... If the phone rings, do you jump?
Bwa ha ha We're all nuts here!
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This is why I wear a sleep mask and foam ear plugs
Ohhhh Granma, what big ears you've got!
This is a lovely storyMy earlier post on this thread got me remembering about when I was newly married.
That was long ago, when I still had hair and "before the world moved on".
This was in the late 60's and my wife and I were then living on the outskirts of London.
She had a normal 9 to 5 office job, while I was working as a shift computer operator in the City.
I sometimes worked an evening shift that finished at 22.30, and I then caught the train home.
I was an avid reader in those days consuming 4 or 5 books a week, all borrowed from the library as we had no money to spare to buy books. I loved horror and supernatural stories even then, devouring books by Dennis Wheatley, John Wyndham, H.P. Lovecraft and others.
All of which made the 40 minute train journey seem much shorter!
My 22.30 train from London would arrive at my station just before 24.00, and I would walk home to our apartment through the suburbs.
Often passing the local church and cemetery as the church clock struck midnight.
Spooky in itself, but as I was also a fan of the early Hammer Horror films my over active imagination was always waiting for Christopher Lee's Dracula to make an appearance!
One evening I got home and as usual the apartment was in darkness, my wife having already gone to bed.
I quietly got ready for sleep myself, and entered the bedroom without putting the light on not wanting to disturb her.
Having undressed, I opened the wardrobe to hang up my clothes to be confronted by an apparition reaching out to grab me.
I nearly died of fright, and my wife of laughing, as she stepped out of the wardrobe to greet me!
Forty six years later, we are still having fun together but fortunately she now has too many clothes for her to hide in wardrobes!
Which is probably a very good thing for my aging heart.