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[ifyouweremine]

...I'm pretty sure our exterminator was just flirting with me. Both times he's been here (once to spray the whole house for ants, and again today to re-spray the kitchen and bathrooms), he's been very friendly and chatty and kept asking about my life and interests and telling me about his (even though I looked like a mess both those days, as I was

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[mordyn4]

When I lived in Mississippi, the apt complex had given the exterminator a skeleton key and he'd let himself into your apt after one knock. He came in while I was in the shower many times.

Unfortunately he was an elderly man.

Yankee never did get used to living in the South.

[ifyouweremine]

Ugh, creepy! Who lets themselves into somebody else's apartment after one knock, anyway? He should have only used his key if nobody was actually in the apartment. Sorry you went through that, hon!

[mordyn4]

Well, he had the whole complex to get through every month and I'm sure he had other complexes to get to as well. Besides, there was no way I'd get out of the shower for someone knocking. He did walk in yelling his arrival every time. It didn't bother me after a while, but having to HAVE an exterminator come in every month, gross. :P

[ifyouweremine]

IRONIC ICON IS FULL OF IRONY, LMAO ^___~

Wow, he had to come in every month? Ewww. Was he a really bad exterminator or were there just a lot of bugs?

[mordyn4]

:P

No, that's just what was required. I'm pretty neurotic, so my apt was very neat and clean, but the asst. landlords informed me that most of the other apt dwellers were not food/bug savvy and not very clean. One of the first things I learned when I moved from the Northeast to Mississippi was you had to keep your pet food in a closed plastic container otherwise it would be full of bugs after sitting in your kitchen for a week. And this was a college town, so there were always a lot of new, non-savvy residents.

People were messy and foul as hell in Seattle, but we never had bug problems. When I first moved to Seattle I felt like something was missing for a long time - it was just the lack of buzzing and things flying through the air. :P

[ifyouweremine]

Speaking of things flying through the air: last night I was in the garage when this big moth-type insect (IDK what it was, all I know is that it was huge and looked like a depressed butterfly) flew at me, and I shrieked like a little child and did this flailing, scared shimmy to try to get it away from me. My mom saw, and had a good laugh. YOU WIN THIS TIME, NATURE. #shakes fist#

[mordyn4]

Hahaha, my ex used to squeal like a small child every time he saw a spider, no matter the size. Cracked me up every time. :P

That reminds me, I was on the Merry Mixer ride, once, as a child. Shouting with mirth as we went round and round... round the huge fluorescent bulbs, on a humid summer night. Let's just say, if everyone eats at least one bug in their life I'm glad I've already paid my dues. ;)