Help! I am currently being held hostage in my office by a huge horrible scary spider.
Now, I’m not usually a big girl when it comes to spiders. I enjoy them in my garden, and often capture them and let them outside if they make their way into my home. But this morning, my eye was caught by a scurrying beneath my desk, and I saw the hideous thing just before it slipped under a cabinet. Which is right by my feet.
So here I sit, in sandals, nervously awaiting the time the BFS decides to emerge from beneath the cabinet and walk across my toes. I am literally looking down at least every 10 to 15 seconds. Every few minutes I stand up and go into the hall, and look back into my office to see if I can see him. Then I come back to my senses and go back to work for about 15 seconds, when I start nervously looking at my feet again.
Vacuum cleaner with a hose to stick under the cabinet. Suck him on out of there.
Of course, the REAL problem is that once he got under the cabinet, he could have come out again someplace you didn’t see. In fact, he might be Right. Over. Your. Head.
A giant house spider crawled across my foot as I was brushing my teeth one morning. After transiting the footspace he stopped and waited until I was finished with my oral hygiene and I put him in the penalty jar.
I have definitely been there! One of the bastards crawled under my desk while I was trying to stomp him. I was not productive for a long time. First I had to yank my computer bag out from under my desk and zip it up and put it up on the file cabinet, then I had to roll back from the desk constantly to check if I could see and kill him yet.
This was right around the time that I had millipedes on my ceiling, falling onto my desk, and near my drink.
I flipped out very shortly thereafter, and they finally brought in an exterminator. I put up with bugs outside, cause everyone gets to be outside, but this was a level of bug-dom that was completely unacceptable in an office environment IMHO. I don’t ask for a lot, but not having bugs drop in my drink or crawl up my legs constitutes a pretty significant component to “acceptable work conditions”.
I was sitting on the couch. I think I was eating dinner. I suddenly saw something right in front of my face. I keep a penalty jar on the coffee table, but if I reached for it the spider would have gotten away. So I asked roomie to hand it to me. She wondered what I was on about, until I pointed out that there was a spider hanging in front of my puss. She handed me the jar, I put the spider in it, and then let it go (outside) when I was done with dinner.
I found a spider in my office coffee maker once. I chased it out and it ran for a teeny-weeny hole next to the light switch plate. If the lights ever don’t work, I’ll know it’s because there’s Spideropolis built up behind it.
I’d catch it myself if I could get at it! It’s the dread of it coming out from under the cabinet and dancing on my toes that has me hopping around like a ninny.
Of course I’ve been gone for the last two hours. It’s probably now under my keyboard waiting to jump into my lap. :eek:
I live in Central IL and I have a spider that is larger than my fist living in the limestone of my basement. I have no idea what kind he is, but it every time a fuse pops it makes the dark journey into the basement terrifying. I had no idea spiders could get that big here, and I don’t have the balls to get too close to that fucker.
