I had one of the earlier model iPod Touches, maybe 2nd Gen? It was the first one to include Bluetooth (if memory serves, and it may not, I vaguely remember at launch Bluetooth that was disabled and I had to jailbreak it to use it, pretty sure Apple eventually enabled Bluetooth with a software update)
Around that time I'd also gotten my first job and had purchased a new laptop for myself, and sprung a little extra to get one with Bluetooth.
I saw the future, I was sick of wires and dongles, I got a Bluetooth mouse, a pair of Bluetooth over the ear headphones, and for my iPod I went to Best buy and got a pair of rocket fish "earbuds" (it doesn't feel right calling them earbuds, since they were connected with a rigid band around the back of your head, but that's what they were calling them) and sprung an extra couple bucks for the warranty because why not.
Those earbuds were a piece of crap. They worked fine, but they weren't rugged enough to deal with everyday life. Getting knocked off a coffee table onto a carpeted floor was enough to break them.
So for a couple months it became almost a weekly ritual for me to go back to best buy to exchange them, until they just stopped stocking them and gave me my money back.
In those days, there weren't many options for smaller profile Bluetooth headphone, you could get bulky over the ear models that were never really my thing, or you could get a mono earpiece. I'm pretty sure that those were literally the only model I could find at any reasonable price point.
It actually kind of soured me on Bluetooth headphones until fairly recently, and honestly if my phone still had a jack I'd probably still be using the Shure 215 earbuds I bought after that.
(Also, if you're in the market for wired earbuds, I'm no audiophile, but I do not regret getting the shures one bit, they definitely sounded better than the Skullcandy buds I upgraded from back then, and they are damn-near indestructible, there may very well be better, cheaper, and more rugged earbuds out there, but for the $100 or so I spent over a decade ago, mine have gone through the laundry a couple times and had just about every other kind of abuse you could imagine inflicted upon them and they're no worse for wear, and the wire is replaceable if that ever gets fucked up but I'm still on the original)
If I can pull it apart a little more, it comes from the Greek "Phobos" which is usually translated as fear, but there's a bit more to it than that.
The Greek god Phobos was the god of fear and panic
Panic is a bit deeper than just plain old fear, it's a state where your fear is so intense that you're not acting rationally, you're in fight-or-flight mode, you're not thinking through your actions, you're basically running on adrenaline and instincts, and not necessarily good instincts.
A phobia is that sort of irrational fear. It's panic.
I'm a tiny bit afraid of heights (really it's a fear of falling from a high place, but I'm splitting enough hairs here already,) I don't have a phobia of heights. I can approach my fear rationally and overcome it, and even enjoy experiences in high places (I love roller coasters, I'm a hiker and love standing on top of a mountain, etc.) I just have to sort of calm myself down a little and tell myself I'm gonna be ok as long as I pay a little extra attention to what I'm doing. That little bit of fear actually makes it more exciting and enjoyable in its own weird way. If I had a phobia of heights, there's no way in hell I'd be getting onto a roller coaster or going up a tall mountain, even the thought of it might set me off, maybe I'd run away from whoever suggested it, or I'd curl up in a ball hyperventilating, if my friends grabbed me by the arm and tried to drag me onto a trail I might start throwing punches.
To let my nerd flag fly a bit, the "Litany Against Fear" from Dune comes to mind.
That's about not letting your fear turn into panic. To face the things you don't know and don't understand with a level head instead of going off half-cocked in fight or flight mode.
That's where homophobia fits in. It's not rational, there's no good, logical reason for them to dislike gay people, and they're not approaching it with a clear head. They take this non-issue that they don't understand, and panic about it, they let it consume a ridiculous amount of their (usually very limited to begin with) mental capacity, leaving no room for them to approach it rationally. They can't flee from it, because how do you flee from normal people who are all around you, so that leaves them with fight, because their panic doesn't leave any room in their minds to just accept that gay people don't actually pose any threat to any of the things they're worried about.
Similarly, you get the gay/trans panic "defense" that some people try (unfortunately sometimes successfully) in court to avoid the consequences of their actions, basically claiming that they reason they assaulted or killed a gay person was because they thought they were being hit on by them and they panicked.
With terms like hydrophobic materials, we're kind of anthropomorphizing them a bit. A hydrophobic person is afraid of water. Rabies was known as hydrophobia because people and animals infected with it often had an aversion to water, they'd be thirsty, but one of the symptoms is difficulty swallowing, so when presented with water they'd panic because they wanted to drink but also knew if they tried to they might drown. When it came time to slap a label on materials that won't interact with water, they just repurposed the existing word "hydrophobic" instead of creating a new term.
the word "panic" itself is actually derived from the god Pan, a god of things like shepherds, nature, music, and having lots of sex. Overall a pretty chill dude as far as Greek gods go, seems like kind of a weird choice to name panic after, so where did that come from? Well Pan liked to take naps in the afternoon. And if something disturbed his nap he'd give a loud, startled shout, which scared all the sheep away. That sort of sudden fear became known as "panikos." You can kind of think of panic as people acting like startled sheep, "sheeple" if you will.