Anxiety Aficionados Mugs

"If you use up all your worry today what will you have tomorrow?"

Birth of a worrier

'Could you leave the door open? I get claustrophobia.'

'Must you end every bedtiime story with 'and then they were blown up by terrorists'?!'

'I've been a nervous rex all day.'

"Oh, great, there are the Cardwells. Bet you they try to talk to us about their levitating cube."

"I've got an MBA. Massive Business Anxiety."

"Pencil eraser."

"In a nutshell Mr. Beesley, you have hypochondria."

"My problem is I obsess over whether I worry enough."

"I'm sorry, I always fall to pieces at interviews."

"I'm having recurrent dreams where I forget to prepare the exam."

'For claustrophobia. Take two tablets right before hiding under the bed.'

"A mouse! A mouse!"

"Did we turn off the stove?"

"He's socially awkward but brilliant in his field."

I've got to run to my job interview! Do I have spinach between my teeth?

The Awkwardly Informal Meet Up Group

'Dinner for two, table for seven.'

Cleaner in a museum getting scared by the exhibits.

'Global warming, international terrorism, melting polar ice caps, receding hairline... It's all very worrying.'

"I sleep poorly anyway, so you might as well put me in high-risk investments."

'He has a doctorate in worrying.'

"The feel of mud and weeds between my toes just really freaks me out."

"All you had to do was ASK us to leave!"

The Scream take its temperature

Room 101 Tax Inspection

'Damned tourists.'

'Hey, it's all right - we're ALL afraid of vacuum cleaners.'

'Did I get this right? You fear that there's a hedge fund manager in your cupboard ready to take over your company at the first opportunity?'

People go out of their way to hurt me phobia: 'Believe me, Carpenter, when I fired you I didn't have the faintest idea it was your birthday.'

'Gervaisaphobia': The feeling that Ricky Gervais is everywhere.

"I knew it. I just KNEW it. How long have I had this condition, doctor? Is there a cure? Oh, God, it just had to be disease, didn't it..." Cathy finds out that she has hypochondria.

"I swear! As soon as she saw me, she jumped onto a chair and started screaming! It was hilarious..."

"Well, the MRI confirms it: you have a shy bladder."