My anxiety (specifically, my overwhelming, life-ruining fear of cancer) sneaks in and ruins my day in the most ridiculous of ways sometimes.
For example, I ordered a pot pie at a restaurant a while back, and what was placed in front of me was the photo above. Of course, my brain could see nothing but a cancer awareness ribbon on the top of my pie and my mind went spiraling into thoughts about how the universe was trying to warn me, as it always does, that there definitely *is* some kind of cancer lurking in my body (I do not get excessive or repeated tests like many hypochondriacs because I actually have a terrible fear of doctors and hearing "the bad news")
*rolls eyes* this is such a ridiculous condition.