There is nothing worse than putting on your eyeliner and a GIANT HUGE spider drops on the countertop not two feet away from you. I almost lost my eye. Stupid spider didn’t even have the good manners to drop slowly on a web trailer. No, he just free fell and landed hard. I think he was slightly dazed from the fall because there was a long moment from him landing, me screaming and him running off. If the countertop was anything else besides granite, I think he would have left a dent. Of course the spider then ran toward the back of the countertop and disappeared. Lucky me, I still have one eye left to do, and my sink is in the corner, leaving me vulnerable to a sneak attack by the rabid arachnid.
Mitch as usual looked at me with that condescending expression, head tilted to the left and down. I moved the Kleenex box, the huge spider ran out from behind and off the countertop to the floor. That’s when the screaming started again. Now it was on the floor and on the move. Luckily, Mitch saw it first and smashed it with his fist, yuck. I made him put the smooshed spider in his trashcan – not mine, then wash his hands WITH soap.
Thank god I can at least go to work with both eyes done.
A woman's view of hunting...with men 