This reminds me of the time I awoke on a Monday morning in CA and stumbled to the shower, opening the glass door only to find a Godzilla-sized cockroach waving its antennae at me from the soap shelf. At eye level.
Hundreds of years of feminism dissolved instantly & I screamed my bloody head off. Victor thought I was being murdered.
My only consolation was that he found it damn near as disturbing as I did, knocking it into a bag and hastily chucking the bag out on the porch, where it continued to make rustling noises for several weeks before finally giving up the ghost.
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Date: 2004-09-16 09:10 pm (UTC)Hundreds of years of feminism dissolved instantly & I screamed my bloody head off. Victor thought I was being murdered.
My only consolation was that he found it damn near as disturbing as I did, knocking it into a bag and hastily chucking the bag out on the porch, where it continued to make rustling noises for several weeks before finally giving up the ghost.
Large, suprise insects are Not Fun.