I am terrified of spiders. I act like quite the child if I ever see one. If I must kill one, which only happens under dire circumstances (usually I'll scream until someone comes to my rescue), it will take me a good 15 minutes to get up the courage to smash it with a shoe (not mine of course, I wouldn't ever wear a shoe with spider guts on it), and leave it until someone else can clean it up. If the spider is on the floor however, I'll usually try to put a cup over it and once again let some other fool deal with it.
When I was living in my old house with my parents, I slept downstairs. Of course there are a bazillion more spiders that live downstairs than upstairs. Many times before going to sleep I would find a few spiders lurking around, waiting for me to be all alone before emerging. Blasted spiders know I don't like them. My dad and I would go on a "spider hunt" before I would let him go to sleep. I would search in all the creepy sneaky places hoping to let him kill them rather than being stuck on my own and terrified. Yes, I know I'm a freak, but I seriously have a phobia of them.
Living in my apartment now, since moving in, I have come across 2 hobo spiders. Not only are they just a typical house spider, but now I have to be around poisonous ones. Oh joy!! I still get creeped out having to clean in creepy corners.
This morning after waking up at 6am, I go and take my stomach medicine, and on my wake back to the bedroom to grab my bathroom stuff, I notice a black spidery form on the rug in the bathroom. Let me add, I can't see so well since I don't have my contacts in and I'm not wearing glasses. But I just know it's a spider, and my first thought is....AHHHH!!!! Hobo spider!!!! Help! Help! I quite calmly (a little more panicky actually) go into the bedroom and wake up Matt (he doesn't have to wake up for 40 more minutes). "Matt! Matt!!!!!!! Are you awake?" He is now..hehe. "There's a really scary spider in the bathroom. You need to come kill it now. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" "No" "What?! No?! Yes!!! You will be killing it! PLEASE!!!!" "Melanie, it's not real. I found a spider ring outside yesterday and put it in the bathroom for you." Oh you evil man you. And here I almost had a heart attack.
Upon picking up the spider ring, yes, it really didn't look like a real spider upon closer inspection, I put it in the other room, somewhere where I wouldn't have to run into it again and think it MIGHT be a real one. Sheesh!
6 comments:
That is pretty funny! I am glad it was a fake one for you. I am not that scared of spiders so I will just kill them with my shoe or with some toilet paper. Good luck on those. I have spiders in here now and then too. But, dave just sprayed around the foundation. Hope you don't get any more.
Hee hee...mean ole' husband. I hate spiders too. Ew...hobo spiders?(shudder)
Once I went to kill this big ole' black one and it jumped off the wall and down my shirt! I screamed like crazy! I went postal on him once I found him and even after he was long gone I kept smacking the crap out of him.
Ew-I Hate spiders! My mom once put a black nib on my dads chest(they had been having a black widow problem) while he was sleeping, when he woke up he started screaming like a little girl.
Spiders are gross -- even fake ones. I'm glad that this was a fake one!!
I am terrified of spiders..even that pic on your blog is freaking me out! I always feel like they're crawling on me after I see them!
Sooo glad that was fake...I am a freak about spiders. They are just wrong on so many levels :)
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