Ewww…look at that giant spider.
Sunday morning I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth after my shower, when I looked down I saw this GIANT HAIRY SPIDER sitting atop my deodorant. I freaked out. I mean FREAKED OUT. I rushed out of my room to the kitchen to ask (yell) at the roommate for help. I was like, “Please roommate, please come and kill the scary spider”. She gave me a look of disdain and said that she didn’t like spiders either. After a minute or two of coaxing (whining) I got her to agree to come to my room and view the beast. She was anticipating a daddy longlegs, therefore she was surprised and a bit freaked out when she saw the giant arachnid facing us.
During this entire encounter I was only wearing a purple towel and my mouth was full of orange toothpaste as I was afraid to use the sink to rinse my mouth or my toothbrush. It was entirely too close to the beastie.
The roommate finally suggested that we use some bug killer to spray him and the when he was sufficiently dead she would be willing to dispose of the corpse. Calmness entered my body. We had a solution. I happened to have the bottle of bug spray in my bathroom and I sufficiently covered the area inhabited by the spider. He tried to run away, but I wasn’t going to tolerate him roaming the house so I gave him a couple extra douses of poison.
Finally! He was DEAD! Really really Dead!
PS...sorry about the bad photo quality. This is what happens when I know I have a good story but I am also afraid;)
