My partner claims she warned me in a calm monotone voice, “Get up. Now. There is a spider in the bed.”
I heard something entirely different. “GET UP NOW! A LARGE HAIRY ALIEN SPIDER IS CRAWLING UP YOUR LEG!”
My partner lies. Especially the part where I screamed like a little girl.
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Two words: Brown Recluse.
Two more words: Camel Spider.
Something to think about: if you have spiders, it's usually because they're finding insects to eat; and that might be because of a moisture problem and/or a water leak, which draws the insects.
I hate spiders!
The only thing I remember from this post is that +Scott Cramer "screamed like a girl"
You, +Scott Cramer, screaming like a little girl? I find that entirely plausible.
"Are you sure it wasn't a girly scream?"
I suppose it could have been a manly soprano. 😉
I'll have to tell you about spiders down in Georgia someday, +Scott Cramer.
<— Screamed like a catholic schoolgirl in a b-movie, many times, during her years down there.
Hey, when you're up against the "leg of doom" you have to do something.
Little bitty spiders I can squish with my finger. The bigger and crunchier they get, the more the ick factor goes up. When you can start seeing where they are looking, well, that's just too much!
I walked, face-first, into an enormous, doorway covering spiderweb, inhabited by a yellow and black spider with a body an inch wide, at 4:30 in the morning once, which was truly spectacular for the following reasons:
1) My assistant at the time had just walked in that doorway not 20 minutes prior
2) It was 4:30AM. Try holding in that scream so you don't wake up all your neighbours.
+Mz Maau Oh no… Neighbors would be awakened.
I hyperventilated for several minutes, but I managed to confine it to a most un-adult-like high-pitched squeak.