Totally get that. Have had similar problems. Remember running from a guy chasing me with a tarantula that was as big as my foot. He said he'd never seen anyone so scared in his life and was thrilled. The jerk.
Have to say one of the lovely things about living in the city is no spiders, or there are spiders, but they are rare and tend to be small normally.
Did find one in the bathroom once - when I was moving in. My friend and I (both of us arachnaphobes) raced out and begged the mover to get rid of it. Hee. I remember one night, at midnight, calling my Granny (who normally stayed up til one) in a blind panic, because there was a huge one in the bathroom where I was living in Kansas City. I drowned it then mopped it into a bucket and poured the thing outside. The bathroom was a mess. (The downside of garden apartments are the spiders. Upside of 3rd floor apartments are no spiders. YAY!)
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Date: 2009-10-16 07:44 pm (UTC)Remember running from a guy chasing me with a tarantula that was as big as my foot. He said he'd never seen anyone so scared in his life and was thrilled. The jerk.
Have to say one of the lovely things about living in the city is no spiders, or there are spiders, but they are rare and tend to be small normally.
Did find one in the bathroom once - when I was moving in. My friend and I (both of us arachnaphobes) raced out and begged the mover to get rid of it. Hee. I remember one night, at midnight, calling my Granny (who normally stayed up til one) in a blind panic, because there was a huge one in the bathroom where I was living in Kansas City. I drowned it then mopped it into a bucket and poured the thing outside. The bathroom was a mess. (The downside of garden apartments are the spiders. Upside of 3rd floor apartments are no spiders. YAY!)