In fairness, I'm creeped out for personal reasons, and will definitely still pick the quarter up if it's on the ground. I mean, only if it's headed up.
Poor dad comes home and gets tangled in a spider web on his way in the house. He asks his family if they see the spider on him. They exclaim "YES!" Then Dad completely loses his mind and sprints through the house screaming and pulling his clothes off while his family laughs historically.
Seriously, this one thing about me might make me the worst person in the world, but here it is: I find pictures of little kids being completely freaked out by Santa to be hilarious!
Now, I don't think that there are any pictures of me with Santa in existence, so I couldnt' tell you if I was traumatized by the big, jolly guy when I was small.