Reminds me of the 'leventy-seven times my husband has nearly given me a heart attack by hanging his waders in the basement to dry and caused my lizard-brain to see it as a hanged PERSON for a split second...

Ohmygosh! Yes! I totally sympathise. There's a weird bit of pipe sticking out of a wall I walk past early every morning and *every single day* I think it's a person hunching down really close to me as I pass by.