By Lepisma - 26/06/2013 07:19 - United States - College Station

Today, I faced my severe phobia of spiders in order to remove a rather large one from my home. After 20 minutes of desperate struggling, it was finally taken care of. Relieved, I sat down and glanced across the hallway just in time to see a second, equally large spider strutting across the wall. FML
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I usually handle smaller spiders okay unless they surprise me, but these guys were big. This happened at about 1 am last night and my housemate was asleep, so a vacuum was not an option. I did use big spray. In fact, I nailed the first one three times and it shrugged it off like a BAMF (it was a Texan spider, after all). I actually already have a cat - two, in fact. They were very interested in the spiders, but I didn't want them to get bitten, so I didn't let them get close enough to attack. I finally got the first one in a cup with a lid and filled that sucker up with the bug spray. That worked! Then I saw the second one and about died, myself. It ended up under a cup eventually, too, and met Mr. Shoe. Thanks for the suggestions, though - they made me laugh!

Comments

FireNinja 3

I live in Texas as well op, I know what you meen. What's worse is scorpions as well. Especially when it's the time of year thoes lil guys ( or big ) are everywhere. I woke up the other night with a giant one crawling across my tv.

If you are scared of spiders, take a look at my picture. Just the other day I had a brown recluse crawl across my arm at work. It was under the pot I was moving, and clung to my hand. I waited nearly ten minutes for it to walk off of my arm.

I've been where you have been, my friend. It was a dark time. I remember hearing the thunder raging outside, the clouds had emerged, the sky was pitch-black. It was cold. I was shivering. With a blanket draped around me I strutted into my room, switching my light on to locate my favorite book, 'before I go to sleep', and there it was. In the corner, high above my bed, the fattest spider I had ever seen. I knew what was coming. This war I had always fought within my mind, knowing the dangers. This day would come and I would be ready. I had made a plan. I knew how to fight. I lunged for it, swung my blanket, and it disappeared. Fell. I knew I had lost. I packed my shit, took my car, and moved to Brazil. And here I am, to this day. I can still hear it shriek

Pffft... Everyone knows that the only way to deal with spiders is with a shotgun!

Imagine my surprise when I came hone one night to discover an adult tarantula on my carport right where I get out of the car. I live in Louisiana, btw.