Did you ever have one of those days?
Yeah, the kind where you felt like your life was in danger? Welcome to my morning.
I very innocently go into the bathroom to "powder my nose" (hahahahaha). As I sit there I happen to look on the bureau that is in there. Sitting there, not moving, was a HUGE spider. I'm not talking the kind that I step on easily. I'm talking possibly larger than a quarter size. The kind where you hope as you are sitting there putting the powder all over you nose, you wished that you had finished already and could get away from the deamon of death.
Yes, thankfully I remained calm, though my bathroom seemed oh so much smaller than normal. I escaped, unharmed and ran for the nearest male in the office. He laughed at me when I told him that I needed him to take care of the "little" problem. I calmly explained that when I feel the crunch of their bones, I just can't kill them. He laughed a bit more.
Let's just say I got the last laugh when he saw the spider. He finally understood. That was when the battle began. He decided to attack with the air freshner. Make it smell pretty before he killed it. I moved the cloth covering the bureau and it got knocked down on the floor where he stepped on it and jumped backwards, quickly. I got the task of cleaning the mess. There was a proper burial at sea. I don't know what kind of spider it was. It was black, but no lovely marks to signify that it was poisonous.
*sigh* I'm still not feeling safe. I feel as if all of his brothers and sisters are crawling under my desk now.
I very innocently go into the bathroom to "powder my nose" (hahahahaha). As I sit there I happen to look on the bureau that is in there. Sitting there, not moving, was a HUGE spider. I'm not talking the kind that I step on easily. I'm talking possibly larger than a quarter size. The kind where you hope as you are sitting there putting the powder all over you nose, you wished that you had finished already and could get away from the deamon of death.
Yes, thankfully I remained calm, though my bathroom seemed oh so much smaller than normal. I escaped, unharmed and ran for the nearest male in the office. He laughed at me when I told him that I needed him to take care of the "little" problem. I calmly explained that when I feel the crunch of their bones, I just can't kill them. He laughed a bit more.
Let's just say I got the last laugh when he saw the spider. He finally understood. That was when the battle began. He decided to attack with the air freshner. Make it smell pretty before he killed it. I moved the cloth covering the bureau and it got knocked down on the floor where he stepped on it and jumped backwards, quickly. I got the task of cleaning the mess. There was a proper burial at sea. I don't know what kind of spider it was. It was black, but no lovely marks to signify that it was poisonous.
*sigh* I'm still not feeling safe. I feel as if all of his brothers and sisters are crawling under my desk now.