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…