I’m not sure if one could classify it as a phobia per se, but I’ve had an irrational fear of driving other people’s cars for years (actually, I’ve never particularly liked driving in L.A., period). I can’t even have someone riding in my car with me without freaking out a bit unless they’re a close friend. And I hate caravanning too, so don’t ask me to do it. First thing to happen when I have enough money to do so: hire a chauffeur. Next on the list is a 24 hour masseuse, because massages are awesome.