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glory_jean) wrote2022-06-04 05:32 pm
glory_jean) wrote2022-06-04 05:32 pm
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Too Much Wildlife
Did not mean to post so soon but in the interest of batshit random here's a thing that happened to me last night.
Right after I clicked post last night a large black spider (like 1 inch large, not wolf spider large or what the hell is Australia large) came shooting out from behind my monitor along some papers I have tucked beside it, bat out of hell style, speedy like nothing that creepy should ever be.
I shrieked and pushed back from my desk, and it just .... RECOILED and started like I was the scary thing (I mean I probably was but Not The Point), did a 180 and ran back behind the monitor.
Before I could even take a breath in relief, it 180'd again and sort of launched itself sideways landing on the little not-shelf beside my chair and hiding behind a small barbell I keep there. (Not-shelf because it's some sort of boxed in conduit about 6 inches wide, IDK.)
I yelled at the spider, "Why are you so confrontational!?!" Only to turn and see one of the cats watching the whole exchange with the soft of fluffy, bemused disdain only a cat can give you.
Of course kitteh was not interested in the least in my spider problem. While he and his brother are only too pleased to hunt and eat any unwary silverfish, moth or fly that comes their way - spiders are not in their purview. (Unless it's a jumping spider, because they are just fun to play with apparently.)
I then flailed for a few minutes about what do with the critter by my weight searching for a wide-mouthed container that wouldn't break (because the proper way to release a spider is the fling its container outside, slam the door and lock it, obviously). I ended up poking at the weight with a very-much-not-wide-enough bottle and the miscreant launched itself to the floor and ran under my computer tower.
I decided it was good time to go to bed and leave the room entirely.
The end.
Right after I clicked post last night a large black spider (like 1 inch large, not wolf spider large or what the hell is Australia large) came shooting out from behind my monitor along some papers I have tucked beside it, bat out of hell style, speedy like nothing that creepy should ever be.
I shrieked and pushed back from my desk, and it just .... RECOILED and started like I was the scary thing (I mean I probably was but Not The Point), did a 180 and ran back behind the monitor.
Before I could even take a breath in relief, it 180'd again and sort of launched itself sideways landing on the little not-shelf beside my chair and hiding behind a small barbell I keep there. (Not-shelf because it's some sort of boxed in conduit about 6 inches wide, IDK.)
I yelled at the spider, "Why are you so confrontational!?!" Only to turn and see one of the cats watching the whole exchange with the soft of fluffy, bemused disdain only a cat can give you.
Of course kitteh was not interested in the least in my spider problem. While he and his brother are only too pleased to hunt and eat any unwary silverfish, moth or fly that comes their way - spiders are not in their purview. (Unless it's a jumping spider, because they are just fun to play with apparently.)
I then flailed for a few minutes about what do with the critter by my weight searching for a wide-mouthed container that wouldn't break (because the proper way to release a spider is the fling its container outside, slam the door and lock it, obviously). I ended up poking at the weight with a very-much-not-wide-enough bottle and the miscreant launched itself to the floor and ran under my computer tower.
I decided it was good time to go to bed and leave the room entirely.
The end.