One Nation, Under God
Every once in a while I run out of things to write about.
When that happens, divine intervention can come through at times. This time intervention came from a flick of the finger, as I cleanly removed a Box Elder Bug from the outside of my water cup.
These Box Elder bugs have been pretty annoying.
I admit they aren’t as terrible as cockroaches or some of the other bugs I have experienced but man are they creepy.
When you see swarms of them outside, it’s gross but when you can’t even get away from them in your office, that’s a problem. When I lift a piece of paper on my desk and find one crawling I am man enough to admit it freaks me out.
Sort of like the movie from the 90’s Arachnophobia. At first glance, you’re like that is not that scary, but when the big tarantulas in the movie jump at the screen, I bug out in my recliner.
I just saw the aforementioned movie last Saturday with my wife and PJ. I am pretty sure the movie didn’t scare PJ as much as my reactions. “OH LORD!!” or “RUN!!! THAT SPIDER IS GOING TO GET YOU!!!” or random screams.
Yes, I am a victim of arachnophobia, bugs equally gross me out and when I see them, they have to be acquainted with my size 13, poison or bug zapper.
So if you see me go a little crazy when I see a fly, spider or box elder bug, realize that I may not calm down until that bad boy and his buddies are flushed down the toilet or put in the trash.
I will say this. I am glad that Box Elder Bugs are harmless. I had no idea if they carry disease or not; they don’t bite me, don’t suck blood, aren’t poisonous and move so slow that our encounters tend to end up in an easy kill.
They just creep me out and once again I am not too proud to admit it.
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