you said fingernails on the chalkboard doesn't count, but that is my BIG thing. i mean HUGE. i have goosebumps just typing about it.
-i had to drop a required class in college because the prof squeaked his chalk frequently.
-i help with Junior Achievement and i laid a condition down that i won't go into a classroom with a chalkboard.
-my son is working on Writing Without Tears, which requires a chalkboard. i leave the house when he works on lessons.
-the feel of chalk on my hands makes me break out in sweat.
-i can't even listen to people talk about it. while typing this i had to stop for a moment to crack my knuckles and neck before i could continue.
i have found recently that it isn't just the dreaded chalkboard. i had to restrain myself from literally punching my son the other day because he sat down and scratched his nails on the driveway.
it makes me physically ill.
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