Let's see if anyone can beat this for recent freaky stories

Wednesday, I was driving to my girlfriend’s house when I felt a lump in the toe of my shoe. I didn’t think much of it; it felt like a ball of lint. 10 minutes later I got to my girlfriend’s. The lump was still there but it didn’t feel like a rock and wasn’t uncomfortable so I ignored it, parked and walked up the block to gf’s house. She was taking a while to answer the door so I decided to get whatever was in my shoe out while I waited. I took off my shoe, held it up to see what was inside…

and a spider the size of my HAND dropped out and scuttled away! Fortunately there was construction nearby so no one heard my girly scream. I still jump if I think about it too much!

What type of spider was it? Did you look for the tell-tale signs of a poisonous bite? And don’t worry, everyone heard your scream, but they were polite enough to ignore it. :smiley:

It was a huntsman, which aren’t poisonous but are very big and very fast and very creepy.

And hey! Saskatchewan! I went to highschool in Regina.

[hijack]Which school??

Graduate of Martin Collegitae here, class of 99.

I’m still in Regina, too… :frowning:

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Luther College, class of '00.

:eek: :eek: :eek:
The man found a spider the size of a Buick in his shoe and you guys are reminiscing about your alma maters?!?

runs away screaming

I had something similar happen a few years ago. It was summer, my window was open. Suddenly there was this big THUD! and I saw what appeared to be a large, brown, autumn leaf blow through my window onto the floor. Thinking it was odd there’d be a leaf that color in the summer, I leaned down to take a closer look and discovered it was one of those nasty big flying roaches! I tried to kill it but it got away.

All that night I had nightmares about it.

The next day I put on my shoes, went out, had my day. I was aware all day of something lumpy and STICKY in my shoe but being at work or at school or wherever I was, I couldn’t take it off to see what it was. When I got home and took off my shoe, I discovered that the lumpy sticky thing was that giant flying roach which I had crushed under my foot and mushed into my sock all day long.

AAAGGHHHHH!!! I still shudder and feel nauseous when I remember that. Every day since then I have ALWAYS checked my shoes for strange creatures before putting them on!

Slightly different, but probably as disturbing.
About 6 years ago, I was in my parents kitchen, getting myself a drink of pop (7up). I reach up to the little shelf (about head height) and grab a mug, pour my drink, return to living room. Just about to take a swig when I notice something jerking in the cup:
Big Fuck off SPIDER in my cup, jerking about in the 7up.
I shouted/screamed and threw the mug at the wall, much to my mothers dismay.
Gaaah! say I. Then she notices what was in the mug.

I realize spiders in the UK aint Huntsmans, but this bad boy was the biggest one we get across here. and brown.
I still shudder to this day about what i would have done if i’d have swallowed the fucker. I still cant pour a drink without looking in the cup first.

I don’t know about beat it, but…

I grew up on a farm. One cold winter day I pulled on my boots and went out to feed the livestock. There’s a lump in the toe of one boot, which I assume is just bunched-up sock because the socks I was wearing were rather worn and the boots were a little loose. I didn’t bother to do anything about it because it’s too cold to fiddle around with it outside, and besides the sock will just slide down again anyway.

Back in the house I take off the boots and notice my sock is bloody! Now I think there must have been a sharp rock, or maybe a stray nail or something, down in the toe of the boot and I’ve sliced open a toe and couldn’t feel it because of the cold. I yank off the sock and carefully examine my foot but can’t find any cut.

Mystified, I grab the boot and shake it upside down to see what could cause a cut that could bleed that much and then disappear. All becomes clear when out falls…
… a tiny, bloody mouse carcass. The poor thing had evidently crawled into the boot to stay warm, and I’d squished him

HEY! To the original OPer, I just wanted a safe spot to nap, that’s all. Sheesh! Can’t a spider get some rest? :rolleyes: ha ha ha.

Actually, right now I’m shuddering violently at the thought of having a spider near my flesh in such a way as you did, shuddering deep in my soul! EEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAARGH!!! inarticulate noise of extreme creeped out-ness

This lil’ tale of yours has given me the creepy crawlies and it’ll be with me all day, thanks a lot!! Look in your footwear, people! DAMN! SHUDDER :frowning:

Hal Briston’s Field Guide For Dealing With Spiders Bigger Than A Quarter

  1. Discover said spider in close vicinity.

  2. Fall to floor.

  3. Curl up in fetal position.

  4. Maintain #3 for several hours.

Thank you.

But Mr. Briston, if you remain in fetal position for several hours in accordance with procedure step #4, could not the said spider within vicinity conceivably crawl upon you? Request that “emergency evasion” procedure be developed immediately, sir!

Fair enough. We will now add step 3.5:

Go to “Happy Place”.

Since there are no large spiders in the Happy Place, then obviously there can be none around to do any crawling on the aforementioned fetal me.

Thank you for your assistance. The development of a reasonable and workable plan in case of emergency is the goal here.

:slight_smile:

When I would deploy for field exercises in the wonderful Texas/New Mexico desert it was highly recommended to check your boots before putting them on in the morning. More than once I saw someone shake a scorpion or spider out of their boot in the morning. I took to stretching a sock over the neck and hole of my boots as extra caution. Still didn’t stop me from ripping the sock off of my boot one bleary-eyed morning and flinging a scorpion into my face, bouncing down my chest and landing in my lap. I used my sock to fling him onto the stove heater in the tent. sizzle That had to be the worst wakeup call he ever had. I know it was for me.

Oh, oh! I have a spider story-

A few years ago, before d_redguy and I were married, we were living with his parents. They live in a very woodsy neighborhood, with lots of tall trees close to the house and overhanging the driveway.

I was getting ready for work one morning and was in the process of packing my things into the car. Since I had an hour commute, it was standard procedure for me to take along a large cup of something to drink as I drove. In this case, I had one of those “Big Gulp” cups with a lid and a long, plastic bendy straw. It was full of ice water.

While I packed up the car, I sat the cup on the roof of the vehical. Once I was ready, I retreived the cup and set off. I got onto the highway and took a sip from the straw. Something didn’t seem quite right…something was…wiggling around in my mouth!

Before I was able to register anything but confusion, I felt a sharp sting on the inside of my lower lip. (Keep in mind, will you, that all of this took place as I drove down Route 1, during rush hour traffic, at about 75 miles per hour.) Shocked and in pain, I turned to spit whatever it was out of the window and SPLAT! You guessed it- closed window. Now I’ve got a big mouthful of water running everywhere. I look down at my wet lap.

Perched upon my leg was a very wet, probably very angry spider. It was about this big-
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Little bastard had apparently fallen from a tree and climbed down the straw. It was a contortionist spider, I guess.

Now, not only am I afraid of spiders, but I am actually rather horrified by the very idea of them. And THIS one had been in my MOUTH!!! Naturally, it needed to be executed post haste, but I was driving. Did I mention that I was in a skirt? A short one? Well, I was. And the intruder was on my knee. No way am I squashing a spider on my bare knee!

I ended up brushing it onto the floor and pulling over at the next exit. I couldn’t find it anywhere. I also took the opportunity to carefully inspect my lip in the rearview mirror. Slight swelling and two distinct red dots in the middle. ICK! I drove to work, wondering the whole time if the spider had been poisonous and considering whether or not to go to the ER instead of work.

I called d_redguy from work. He thought it was funny. Since I didn’t feel strange or dizzy, and since the swelling was going down, he concluded that I would live and didn’t need a doctor.

I still get the shivers when I think about it…

The odds are pretty good that your life after the time of the spider bite has just been a coma fantasy.

Sligthly different…

My Mom’s runs a Bed & Breakfast in the south of France, warm Mediterranean side. We have, from time to time, scorpios. Not the big north African 4 inches type which kills you with just its gaze, just a small 1 to 1/2 inches small black bug who’s more afraid of you than you are of him.

Well, that’s if you were born and raised there…

She had customers from everywhere and from time to time from the big 10 millions inhabitants very urban capital Paris, where scorpios are unheard of. Well, the worst they have I think is mosquitoes, and I’m pretty sure they’re all dead from the pollution now :wink:

Well, one day a Parisian couple went to see my Mom, with the same face as if they were just told their children just died, or WW3 has just begun : “Madame, there is a scorpio in the room!!!”.
My Mom just grabbed a glass, they went to the room, she put the glass on top of the scorpio, slided a paper under and caught the animal and she simply released it outside: “Hop! Here we go!”.

I think the Parisian couple had the same feeling of having passed a night in a tent alone in the Amazon :slight_smile: I don’t think they recovered :smiley:


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My daughter, Jen, was driving down the highway and saw a tiny spider in the car. She pulled over to a screeching halt to get out… but as she started to get over, a cop saw her. When she went to get out, he was running up to the door thinking there was an emergency. Her door slammed open and guess what he got in the groin?

Jen was… oh God, not only do I have a spider in my car the size of a bowling ball, but I have just knocked this cop’s family jewels into space. That’s it; I’m going to jail.

He asked her what was wrong, after he got his breath back and she sheepishly told him about the spider. He not only laughed and told her everything would be ok, he told her that his sister was afraid of spiders. He got rid of the spider for her and let her go on her way. Fortunately she was not arrested for assault on a cop.

I would’ve shrieked like a girl, too. (Though I am a girl, I rarely shriek like one.) Your story makes me sick to my stomach, actually. I hate spiders.

I once woke up in the middle of the night to the feeling of a spider with a body the size of a quarter (and legs much longer) scampering all over my legs.

I leapt out of bed, found him, caught him in a glass, and tortured him. I fucking hate spiders.

I also once put on my caftan (like a flowing robe, pulls over your head) and immediately felt something scampering across my stomach, back and forth, with nasty scratchy legs. I pulled up the skirt and out came a roach (palmetto bug) the size of a silver dollar. I tried to catch it to torture it, but it skittered away under the baseboards.

It was a long time before I put on any clothes without first checking for bugs.

Come to think of it, I didn’t shriek either time, so maybe I would’ve held it together in your situation. But probably not.

Along the lines of the OP…

One sunny summer day when I was maybe 14, I went to the backyard to read. Leaning against the fence, I felt something in my hair. Thinking it was a leaf, I lifted my hand to brush it out. When I glanced at what I’d retrieved, they probably heard my scream in the next county.

It was a potato bug. (Warning: if giant ugly creepy bugs freak you out, I wouldn’t recommend clicking on the link.)

It’s ten years later and that memory still makes me shudder.