“Ok, so, let’s have sharing time!” said the cheery young man.
Someone screamed and ran out of the room.
Androphobia, I thought, fear of men.
“Ok, so, how are you all doing today?”
Cricket…cricket…
“Come on, I need some opinions!”
Another person screamed and ran out. Allodoxaphobia, I thought. Fear of opinions.
“Let’s open a window!” called the claustrophobic. A third person ran out. I rolled my eyes : Amenophobia, fear of drafts. I shifted a bit and brushed the person beside me. They ran out. Whoa, I thought, we’ve got a Aphenphosmphobiac…fear of being touched.
“I need to go to the bathroom!” Two more people ran out. One had Scatophobia-fear of poop. The other had Urophobia-fear of pee.
“Alright, everyone, who’s ready to learn about their phobia?”
Three Sophophobiacs, afraid of learning, escaped.

Me, you ask? Why, I’ve got a perfectly managable phobia: I’m a Zemmiphobiac-I’m afraid of the great mole rat.