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| I have a similar 'ug' feeling towards spiders. I have found two methods most effective:
1) Find a tolerant girlfriend (or partner of your chosing) willing to take care of the dirty work without judging you for standing on a stool in the corner, or (after you stop srieking) accusing her of being an inhumane murderer. | |
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Have that, but when she travels, and I see one, what do I do?
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| 2) A trick I leaned when still in Toronto with a coakroach problem. I lived on the 13th floor and when I found one or the little bastards (on the cieling especially - argggg), I would get a bucket full of hot water and a broom stick and get him into the water to roast a bit, then throw him out the window - meanwhile yelling abusive warnings to the rest of his family that if they do not leave them and their 72,000 children will suffer the same fate. It didn't solve the problem, but it definitely made me feel better... | |
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That is hilarious (and I am thinking about it). Fortunately I've seen no roaches (and I hope I never will). ugh.... these bloody spiders...... I managed to chase one out of the window without having to get too close, but there's another one that ran into the bathroom..................!
Thanks, though, I'll keep you posted if I find another (less embarassing) solution!
