May 26th, 2005
i need to get OUT OF HERE
I just felt something on my toe under my desk, so I shook my foot, thinking it was a piece of detritus falling from the underside of my keyboard tray.
And it moved up my toe, under my sandal strap.
I flung my foot out, nearly tossing my sandal off in the process, and pushed back from my desk. Feet hiked up on the central column of my chair, I peered into the dark corner underneath.
And I saw a beetle scuttle away.
I think I might throw up.
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Ugh. I really don’t like bugs.
I can beat that…
I once had a job, support–yuck! And my office was a shared office in the basement. My office mate used to make toast in the office in the morning…
One day, I was sitting at my desk when I had a tickle on my leg, just below my knee. I reached down to scratch it and realized there was something in my pant leg. I jumped up and started shaking and a cock roach fell out!!
Needless to say, I threw out the damn toaster, called the building exterminator and even went and bought my own roach traps. I set them up in a perimeter around the desk and rubber banded my pant legs for the rest of the time I worked there.
*shudder*
Oh, if it had been a cockroach I would have gone home right then and there. I’m not sure I would have been able to speak. (I speak from experience—I had one crawl up my leg once when I was a kid. brrrr.)
I think I might throw up. I shouldn’t have read that first thing in the morning.
We used to live in Florida. People in the north have No Idea how bad cockroaches can be - they call them “palmetto bugs” but that doesn’t disguise the fact that they are cockroaches the size of Shaq’s fist. I reached for a cup one day and felt something crawling over my hand. That cup is now in about a million pieces. But the worst is when they FLY at you.
Just awful. A beetle is bad, though, too. Yuck.
When I first moved into my apartment there were a TON of roaches. I thought I had gotten rid of them all through ungodly amounts of roach traps and bug spray. One morning I was in the shower shampooing when I felt a weird drop of water on my leg. But then the drop started going UP! I opened my eyes and a roach was crawling up my leg. I ran out of the shower and drowned the damn bug. Ew. I still shudder whenever I think about it and I check my shower every time I’m about to get in.
OH MY GOD. I would have vomited RIGHT IN THE SHOWER. I will never shower again. EVER.
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW y’all!
Now I’m all freaked out and looking around me like a schizophrenic, even though I don’t have bug problems (that I know of) like that here. Ughhhhhh.
The worst I think I ever had it was when I discovered a dead roach in a shoe. After I had driven all the way to work wearing it (obviously the shoe was rather large so there was room in the toe).
I also saw a scorpion after getting my backpack out of the car one day and I was freaked out about driving home because I was wearing flip-flops and was convinced that the scorpion would jump out and attack me or something.
I love that E. McPan’s comments come out just like they would sound in her Texas drawl.
I feel your pain. The first summer at my current apartment I found out why the rent was so low. Since it’s partially underground and next to a ravine, when it rains really hard for days on end (like, every May/June), those palmetto bugs, as you call them, like to run across my carpet. I’m from socal and didn’t know such a disgusting creature existed until it was crawling out from under my table. So I did what I used to do when I found big-ass, hairy spiders growing up: I got close enough to throw a huge tupperware bowl on top of it, along with my oxford unabridged (you know, so he didn’t lift up the bowl and make a run for it), and called my boyfriend. We broke up, so now I have highly lethal pesticide that seems to do the trick. I swear to god, I’m moving after the bar.