Fear of flipper
Moving to the British Virgin Islands to work on a yacht, which involved me having to take guests snorkelling on an almost daily basis, when I had an extreme, long-standing fear of fish, was probably one of my more risky career moves...
This is from a Facebook post I wrote before my first ever charter:
Trying to get over my irrational fear of fish before the first guests arrive. Went snorkelling again yesterday at a beautiful place called The Indians, which, incidentally, looks like the four rocks from The Goonies treasure map. Was doing ok until I came face to face with a school of brightly-coloured fish, at which point, I start repeatedly yelling (through my snorkel mask), "Excuse me! EXCUUUUSE ME!", followed by an uncontrollable fit of panic-laughing, resulting in me having to be rescued by El Capitan... who then got stung by a jellyfish because he couldn't see where he was going for my wriggling and trying to climb onto his head.
3 days to learn how to play it cool.