Thrash and Scream!Posted on 22 September 2011 | 2 comments
I glanced around for my umbrella. I wasn’t sure if it was raining – I hadn’t bothered to look outside yet – but I knew rain was possible for the day, so I wanted it. Didn’t see it, so guessed it was in my work bag from yesterday. I was. I threw the bag over my shoulder and grabbed my keys. I opened the door, glancing outside. The ground looked dry. The umbrella could stay in the bag. I unlocked the outer door, opened it, and stepped outside.
INTO A LARGE STICKY WEB! AAAAAAAA! GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!
Surprisingly, I managed not to scream. I thrashed about, trying to extricate myself from the impressively large web, while looking around for the spider that created it. Oh, there he is. Large. Shudder. Another scream suppressed. Ugh. I don’t mind spiders as long as they’re small and stay in the corners. NOT WHEN THEY BUILD LARGE WEBS RIGHT ACROSS MY DOOR. I managed to not even destroy all of his web (he did a lot of work in those 14 hours), and he was bouncing around, retreating from my thrashing. I brushed off what I could and stepped up a stair out of the way. I still needed to shut and lock the door, the door that now had a large spider and half his web sitting on it. The spider moved down, right by the lock. Sigh. Wrong way, spider.
Now that I was out of the web, I brushed much of what I could see away, hopefully discouraging him from rebuilding while I’m at work. He started crawling to the ceiling along a remaining strand. I shut the door and locked it and retreated.
Stay in the corners. Please. I don’t mind spiders as much as other bugs since they eat the other bugs, and I’m all for that. Just don’t build a huge web right across where I must walk. That’s all I ask. I don’t think that’s too much of a request.