I am absolutely terrified of changing light bulbs. Simply handling glass that thin and knowing that it contains a swirl of poison inside sends me into fits.
I change light bubs on occasion, but really I’d rather sit in the dark than handle them. I feel my pulse race, I can hear my heartbeat and first I’m cold, then I sweat.
Snakes don’t scare me, people don’t scare me, heights are not an issue, but a light bulb, that is scary.