-From Wikipedia
I loathe when the telephone rings and I don't recognize the number. My breath catches, the hair on the back of neck stands up, my fists clench and I break out in a cold sweat. An overwhelming sense of dread settles over my entire being. It's not that I'm afraid there's bad news coming, that someone's dead or in the hospital. I can trace my fear of phone calls precisely to a very specific period of my life.
I worked at Kinko's for 7 years.