killing bugs is something that everybody has to do at least 500 times in their life, even though it's gross.
just today, i killed four, all at work
yesterday there was one of those small beetle cockroach type looking bugs crawling on me on my bed. i flung it onto the desk next to my bed and had nothing to kill it with so i karate chopped it with my bare hand. thank god that there was an old wet wipe packet from hooters on the desk, i didn't even have to get out of my bed.
the only thing that i don't like about killing bugs is that feeling afterwards where i feel like the bugs family is going to know that i murdered their brother and they're all going to plot revenge on me