I do hate roaches! They are the worst insect in the world....mmm....wait mosquitoes are the worst!
Anyways...when I first arrived in Hawaii I knew there were roaches but I didn't know one thing...THEY FLY HERE! One day I was sitting in the living room of my now hubby and saw something zip past my head to the curtains, not knowing I started walking towards it telling my hubby, "That's a huge moth!" He laughed and said "That's not a moth that's a roach." I kinda yelped and ran to the other room and yelled...NOOOOOOOOOO!
Since then my life has been entangled with these little monsters, especially at work. Every time I turn on a light I cautiously walk in the room and look all over the floor and walls, and it never fails one is always there waiting just for me, in the kitchen, under my desk, in the bathroom... yup in the bathroom, every morning I do a little dance yes I dance...as I struggle to kill it, as I hold my pee at the same time. But, the battle doesn't end there noooooooo it doesn't! Those darn things if attacked start racing towards you and yes they sometimes attempt to fly...and that's when my third talent comes in holding my hand to my mouth so that my screams and yelps are muffled as I throw paper towels at it or anything under the bathroom sink that may kill it...now here's my worse problem. When I have them cornered I have to step on them. UGH! It gives me shivers just thinking of it...I CAN'T! I hate the crunch and I hate picking them up with a paper towel and putting them into the trash, that is something I am getting braver at... but in the past I have just left them there as they turn over and die with all the febreeze air freshener and hairspray that I have left it immobilized with. DIE YOU MONSTER DIE I say as I frequently visit the bathroom throughout the day, trying to go around the place I have left it at.
The worse thing is that the ladies I work with just laugh at me they are all local and have grown up with them, one of them says, "I just swat at them with my hand." The blood drains from my face and start getting chicken skin. "Really?!!!" I say. "O Yes really but the best way to kill them with is the Filipino broom have you seen them?" GAH! I gotta get me one of them Filipino brooms!
Anyways...when I first arrived in Hawaii I knew there were roaches but I didn't know one thing...THEY FLY HERE! One day I was sitting in the living room of my now hubby and saw something zip past my head to the curtains, not knowing I started walking towards it telling my hubby, "That's a huge moth!" He laughed and said "That's not a moth that's a roach." I kinda yelped and ran to the other room and yelled...NOOOOOOOOOO!
Since then my life has been entangled with these little monsters, especially at work. Every time I turn on a light I cautiously walk in the room and look all over the floor and walls, and it never fails one is always there waiting just for me, in the kitchen, under my desk, in the bathroom... yup in the bathroom, every morning I do a little dance yes I dance...as I struggle to kill it, as I hold my pee at the same time. But, the battle doesn't end there noooooooo it doesn't! Those darn things if attacked start racing towards you and yes they sometimes attempt to fly...and that's when my third talent comes in holding my hand to my mouth so that my screams and yelps are muffled as I throw paper towels at it or anything under the bathroom sink that may kill it...now here's my worse problem. When I have them cornered I have to step on them. UGH! It gives me shivers just thinking of it...I CAN'T! I hate the crunch and I hate picking them up with a paper towel and putting them into the trash, that is something I am getting braver at... but in the past I have just left them there as they turn over and die with all the febreeze air freshener and hairspray that I have left it immobilized with. DIE YOU MONSTER DIE I say as I frequently visit the bathroom throughout the day, trying to go around the place I have left it at.
The worse thing is that the ladies I work with just laugh at me they are all local and have grown up with them, one of them says, "I just swat at them with my hand." The blood drains from my face and start getting chicken skin. "Really?!!!" I say. "O Yes really but the best way to kill them with is the Filipino broom have you seen them?" GAH! I gotta get me one of them Filipino brooms!
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