Last night I went to visit a good friend of mine. On my way home, in the dark, on the freeway, inside my car, a scary spider started crawling down from the ceiling right in front of me. I'm deathly afraid of spiders, if you didn't know this already. I screamed bloody murder, and began looking for ways to get out of the car and away from the spider. Remember how I'm on the freeway? My exit is coming up soon, but not soon enough. Luckily I didn't crash my car in the process. As I was screaming, the spider crawled back up and onto the windshield. Somewhat better since it wasn't hanging in front of my face, but now I was worried it would get lost in the car and I'd never be able to safely get in again. I found a water bottle next to me, and decided to try and squish it with that. By this point I'm now exiting the freeway, not very conscious of other cars around me. Oh geez, I was quite lucky I didn't get in an accident. I smeared the spider with the bottle, and chucked it out the window. Sorry, I usually don't litter, but with a spider now attached to the water bottle I wasn't about to leave it in my car. Ick!
I pulled into a Shopko and jumped out. I was still worried that there was a half alive spider somewhere in my car. I was quite paranoid still, and couldn't stop thinking he was still alive somewhere. I think this drive home was the longest ever. I couldn't get home fast enough or out of the car quick enough. Maybe now would be the time to trade in my car for a new, spider free, one?
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I have had that same thing happen to me- and almost gotten in a wreck! I hate spiders too-Yuck! I also hate when bees get in the car-I Freak!
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