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So, basically, I was just trying to eat my fettuccine alfredo while making my interior design thread and a BLACK BEETLE RUNS ACROSS MY RUG!
You guys don't understand... I'm a floor person. I AM ALWAYS ON THE FLOOR! I stood up, freaked out immediately, and froze. I don't have tissues/napkins in my room, but you know what I do have? POST IT NOTES.
I grabbed the post it note and put it on the bug, hitting it with my fist, but it panicked and started running around, so I screamed when it came toward me. It wasn't dying so I had to grab my sleeping pills and hit it with that until it stopped moving
and just to make sure it was really dead I picked it up with the sticky note and took it to the kitchen trash can to throw it away. I cannot chance putting that bug in my bedroom bin and it CRAWLING OUT????
I am surprised that, after this experience, neither of my parents came to check on me. What if I had been dying for real?
You guys don't understand... I'm a floor person. I AM ALWAYS ON THE FLOOR! I stood up, freaked out immediately, and froze. I don't have tissues/napkins in my room, but you know what I do have? POST IT NOTES.
I grabbed the post it note and put it on the bug, hitting it with my fist, but it panicked and started running around, so I screamed when it came toward me. It wasn't dying so I had to grab my sleeping pills and hit it with that until it stopped moving
I am surprised that, after this experience, neither of my parents came to check on me. What if I had been dying for real?