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When I was about 5 years old, I saw an old movie called "Killer Slugs" about these slugs that would painfully murder you when you touched them. There was one scene where the killer slugs made their way up the bathtub drain of an unsuspecting female bather. After that, the thought of taking bubble baths (obstructing my view of the bathtub drain) horrified me. I still have a hard time taking bubble baths... who knows what might be on its way up that drain!
You know when you turn on the hot tap & the water comes out cold first, so you do a little 'come here' motion with your hand in the water to see when it is hot enough without risking burning yourself? Well it turns out my daughter (aged about 5) understandably assumed that this hand action is how you 'turn the water hot'. She explained this to me kindly and patiently when one day I ran the hot tap & complained that all the hot water had run out. I have never corrected her.
When I was younger, I used to like to play & splash around in the tub and get water all over the place. My grandma used to tell me that if I got water on the side of the tub that it would flip over & I'd be stuck under the tub forever.
You know those scrubbing bubble commercials where the bubbles came out of the bottle and cleaned the bathtub? As a kid, I would pour that stuff in the tub and sit and wait for those bubbles to come out and clean everything.
I used to think that if you go into a shower nothing can hurt you because you're protected by water
When I was little I used to love having a bath, and would quite happily spend hours in there. Obviously fed up of this my mum told me that when my fingers wrinkled up, it meant I had to get out of the bath straight away. I accepted this without question.
I completely believed this until I was (shamefully) about 14 when my mum questioned why I had taken such a quick bath. My reply was "my hands were wrinkled..."
oh how she laughed...
My mum sings in the shower, so when i was small(and i mean REALLY small)i thought she did that because the shower head was a snake,and when she was singing,the snake was happy and did not spit poison,but if she dident sing,the snake would get hangry(thats hungry and angry)and would poison her and eat her.This was so embarrising when she wasen't singing in the shower.
I used to believe that the water overflow in the bath had some connection to some kind of water police. If enough water went down, the water police would be contacted and an emergency water van sent to your house. I was terrified of splashing any water down it as it might result in the water police surprising me whilst I took my bath.
i used to think that whatever you lost down the drain magically appeared in an ocean halfway around the world. my aunt lost her contact down the drain when i was about six, and i pictured some seagull finding it a few weeks later and trying to eat it.
I was reluctant to start school because I thought my family was the only family who used the bathroom so there wouldn't be any facilities at the school for me. My only rationale for this belief is the fact that we had some family deep in the country who had no indoor plumbing; outhouses were the norm. Just before we'd leave home to visit them, Mom would tell us to go to the bathroom because we wouldn't be able to go at our cousins' house.
I used to think since water came from rivers, and snakes lived in rivers, that you had to put a wash-cloth over the faucet when you were taking a bath or else snakes would come into the bathtub and bite you.
When I was nine, I watched Stephen King's IT, and couldn't take a shower without my mom being there or at least the door open because I thought that the clown was gonna come out of the shower drain and get me. I figured if I had the door open she could at least hear me scream.
I used to believe the overflow drain in our bathroom sink was a way for the water company to tell if I was using too much water. My mom had told me this when I asked what it was for.
There was this old episode of Kate and Ally where Chip overflowed the toilet and tried to remedy the situation with a plunger. For some weird reason I developed a totally irrational fear of plungers and would make my mom or grandmother remove the plunger from beside the toilet before I would turn my back on it and sit on the toilet.
when i was wee, the toilet in our old house was really loud when you flushed it. i used to think every time you flushed it, witches and crocodiles and vampires and spooky stuff like that would come out and eat you. this meant that everytime i flushed the toilet, i had to run down stairs really fast. one day i fell down the stairs after flushing the toilet, and i assumed a crocodile had tripped me up, because i hadnt ran fast enough. i believed this until i was 8.
In our childhood home, the bathroom door was located directly across from the basement door. When I was 6 years old, my sister (9) told me that when I flushed the toilet a killer whale would come out and eat me, but if i didnt flush it the pee-pee monster that lived in the basement would be waiting for me at the top of the stairs to take me away. However, the pee-pee monster was scared of the light so he wouldnt come out if we laid a flashlight at the bathroom door pointing at the basement. My only hope, according to her, was to point the light at him, flush the toilet, and run away from the killer whale as fast as I could. The funny thing was...she wasn't being mean to me, she honestly believed it herself and was only attempting to protect her lil bro from the "bad things" lol
Our toilet sometimes makes this noise that sounds like water running so when I was little and I'd hear that noise I thought a ghost was peeing in our toilet.
when i was around the age of four i used to always wonder about how the cardboard roll got into toilet paper... and i believed that god would come in the middle of the night and place it inside the roll!
When I was really small, maybe 4, my mother told me to be careful when bathing because " even George Washington slipped and fell in the bathtub ". I have no idea where this silly belief originally came from, but I believed my mother. I even fleshed it out so to speak in my imagination- George Washington was always standing up in a modern bathtub, naked but wearing his wig, and then suddenly he throws up his arms, yells " whoops!" and down he goes with a big splash.Then I imagined a female voice off stage so.to speak exclaiming "George, George are you all right?" ( Martha of course).It was so real to me.I was very careful in the tub.Years later I asked my mom where she had gotten the George Washington in the bathtub story and she looked at me like I'd lost my mind and said "they didn't even HAVE bathtubs in those days!" I don't know if that's true,but she seemed very sure that George in the bathtub had never been discussed.Years later, she admitted that the story had come from her own mother, who had also denied ever telling it.Generational amnesia, or just generational denial? All I know is that if I ever have a daughter, I will teach her bathtub safety without George Washington and his soggy wig.
I used to wash my hands with Palmolive soap, interpreting the brand name as "Palm-o-live", assuming that their somewhat dubious marketing angle was that the soap would make your palms feel more "alive".