I am afraid of work. I don't mind moving furniture, scrubbing toilets, writing papers, traveling, cooking, making a book, taking pictures, selling clothes...I can do all of these things well. What I am afraid of is actually the phone. Calling people on the phone...people I have never met. Asking them questions, trying to talk fast enough that they don't hang up or have time to think of anything other than what i am telling them. Hoping they will want to buy my talk, but more afraid that if they do buy it, they will ask me something I can't answer. They will tell me I am worthless for calling them and hang up. No, I have no reason to fear talking to these people...they may hate me, but they'll never tell me that, because I live in the south where manners supercede logic. But I still feel nervous each time I pick up the phone and hear the expectant dialtone. The toll of death... then I know I must push the numbers and wait nervously for some secretary to answer and tell me that I can't talk with whomever I am calling because I am a salesperson (they're in a meeting, can I send you to their voicemail?) and they are paid to keep me out. Like a phone roach, I am an unwanted dirty pest that no one can get rid of (not even congress) Bah to me...