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gategrrlThis one happened when I was a kid, visiting my father in Charleston, SC. My older sister and brother and I would visit every summer for two weeks, and usually, I'd end up sharing a room or a bed with my blanket-grabbing sister. This year, I insisted that I didn't want to sleep with her, so my dad offered this space up in the attic. Oh, boy, was THAT a wrong move. I'd like to note that I'd seen roaches before - but NOT like the ones that lived in my dad's rental house. They were freakin' GINORMOUS. They were FAST. And they knew NO SHAME.
It was hot up in the attic. Really hot. The intense summer heat of the day rose up there, and the a/c didn't reach that far. When I turned off the light, it was pitch black. And then, I felt the feet. All over my face. Crawling on my arms. Everywhere! I stayed in the attic, mostly because of Pride and the next morning, after a not-so-great sleep, I put my kelly-green hightop keds on. There was this weird slight crunching sound under my sock, but we were in a rush, and I ignored it. All day long, there was this "thing" feeling in my sneaker, but we were so busy all day I forgot all about it.
When we finally got back that day, my feet were hot and sweaty, and I just wanted my sneakers off. When I pulled my foot out of my sneaker, the remains of one of those huge cockroaches (genteely called "Palmetto bugs") came out with it, along with a wetish spot where the body was crushed by my foot. Legs kept coming out of my sneaker. It was hard getting the pieces out. It was DisGUSTING.
And thats My Ultimate Disgusting Bug Story.
Oh, and I as I was flipping through some piled up envelopes in my kitchen hot-spot just a few minutes ago, a largish spider ran out from under a pile and then jumped, a la a sky-diver, off the counter and landed on the dog's food bowl. It ended its life under my flip-flop. I guess that's my cue to get rid of all that mess!
It was hot up in the attic. Really hot. The intense summer heat of the day rose up there, and the a/c didn't reach that far. When I turned off the light, it was pitch black. And then, I felt the feet. All over my face. Crawling on my arms. Everywhere! I stayed in the attic, mostly because of Pride and the next morning, after a not-so-great sleep, I put my kelly-green hightop keds on. There was this weird slight crunching sound under my sock, but we were in a rush, and I ignored it. All day long, there was this "thing" feeling in my sneaker, but we were so busy all day I forgot all about it.
When we finally got back that day, my feet were hot and sweaty, and I just wanted my sneakers off. When I pulled my foot out of my sneaker, the remains of one of those huge cockroaches (genteely called "Palmetto bugs") came out with it, along with a wetish spot where the body was crushed by my foot. Legs kept coming out of my sneaker. It was hard getting the pieces out. It was DisGUSTING.
And thats My Ultimate Disgusting Bug Story.
Oh, and I as I was flipping through some piled up envelopes in my kitchen hot-spot just a few minutes ago, a largish spider ran out from under a pile and then jumped, a la a sky-diver, off the counter and landed on the dog's food bowl. It ended its life under my flip-flop. I guess that's my cue to get rid of all that mess!
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Date: 2006-06-16 05:00 am (UTC)The sky diving spider's kinda funny, but the "palmetto bug" should be in a horror movie. Gluh.
Okay, I may have to hold another bug story competition this week and hand out some more Buzzies. So far, you're winning. *g*