The Beetles
I came into my office at about 8:20am today.
I left my apartment at around 8:05. I drove around trying to find parking, and finally found an awesome spot. I did a not so hot job parallel parking. I finally got in between two cars successfully at around 8:15.
I walked into my office. I checked my email. By about 8:45 I was done fucking around online, and I started reading articles for class. By 9:15, I noticed something in my shoe. It felt like something was moving. It tickled. I moved my foot around, figuring it was an itch. It stopped for a second.
9:20. Another movement. I started to figure that maybe, just maybe I wasn't hallucinating.
9:25. I took off my shoe. I looked at my foot. There was nothing on my foot.
And then I looked in my shoe. There was a fucking huge black beetle in my shoe. It was probably at least 1/2 inch long. Fat.
And it was running around!!!!! It tried to climb out of my shoe. I nearly screamed. I took it across my office to dump it into the trash can. I don't know if it fell in there or not. I couldn't see it in the trash can. But I no longer saw it in my shoe.
I sat back down at my desk and started examining my shoe. I looked around in it, afraid to pull back the tongue and really look. I was shaking. I felt queezy. It was absolutely revolting.
I was shaking for 2 hours afterwards. I didn't want to put back on my shoe. Eventually I did, but I nearly went around sock foot afterwards, simply because I was afraid of this big, nasty, black beetle.
I left my apartment at around 8:05. I drove around trying to find parking, and finally found an awesome spot. I did a not so hot job parallel parking. I finally got in between two cars successfully at around 8:15.
I walked into my office. I checked my email. By about 8:45 I was done fucking around online, and I started reading articles for class. By 9:15, I noticed something in my shoe. It felt like something was moving. It tickled. I moved my foot around, figuring it was an itch. It stopped for a second.
9:20. Another movement. I started to figure that maybe, just maybe I wasn't hallucinating.
9:25. I took off my shoe. I looked at my foot. There was nothing on my foot.
And then I looked in my shoe. There was a fucking huge black beetle in my shoe. It was probably at least 1/2 inch long. Fat.
And it was running around!!!!! It tried to climb out of my shoe. I nearly screamed. I took it across my office to dump it into the trash can. I don't know if it fell in there or not. I couldn't see it in the trash can. But I no longer saw it in my shoe.
I sat back down at my desk and started examining my shoe. I looked around in it, afraid to pull back the tongue and really look. I was shaking. I felt queezy. It was absolutely revolting.
I was shaking for 2 hours afterwards. I didn't want to put back on my shoe. Eventually I did, but I nearly went around sock foot afterwards, simply because I was afraid of this big, nasty, black beetle.