Spider From Hell

We live in a somewhat forested area, so we have a lot of spiders outside our place. Those suckers build their webs everywhere. You sweep them away, and they come right back again. Inevitably, some of them get inside the house. Now, I actually like bugs and I don’t enjoy squashing them. But if you get into the kitchen, you gotta go.

Speaking of spiders, during my younger years I was once leaving my parent’s house to go to school. As I closed and locked the front door, I suddenly noticed that not more than six inches away from my face, there was a HUGE spider sitting on the door frame. It looked a lot like this:

Being the tough kid that I was, I didn’t scream like a girl. …OK, maybe I let out a little yelp. I managed to gather my courage and backed away from the eight-legged beast.

I know it could have easily eaten my face, but I managed to escape with my life. As I fled the scene, I could imagine the spider saying: “Yeah, run little girl. This is my house now.”

I never saw that spider again. If I saw that spider today, I’d show him who the boss is. Yep.