This morning. About 8. I felt something on my foot, and even though I thought it was just my pants leg I decided to take a look.
A cockroach.
A HUGE frickin’ cockroach.
I screamed like a…well, see the title of this thread. I also flung my foot around madly, sending said cockroach off to scuttle between two of the cubicles.
I, however, kept my eye out for the little bastard, and when he ventured his cockroach ass out I stomped him flat.
I asked my team leader to dispose of the flattened corpse, which she kindly did.
Ewwwwwwwwww.
I hate cockroaches.