Shaken Up
“COCKROACH! COCKROACH! COCKROACH!” (quick, what movie is that from?)
I have the willies and the creepies this morning because as I was fixing Steve’s lunch this morning, Moanna points to the wall and says, “Mommy there is a big ant on the wall. Look!”
Whaaaaa aaaahhhhh
I grabbed a paper towel, crept up on it and got it! As I was about to squish it the son of a mother jumped out at me (aaahhh)and ran under the refrigerator. I called for Steve to come get him but we couldn’t’ find him. He seemed to have disappeared as they tend to do. Just when Steve went upstairs I saw him creeping across the floor, and stomped on him and twisted and twisted and then picked him with a paper towel and disposed of him.
I tolerate a lot of nature, but not cockroaches. When you work in food service, you learn a lot about cockroaches, and it ain’t pretty. Either they leave, or I move.
PS… When I went into the garage last night to throw away something I heard something, I’m wondering if it was a cockroach…
Whaaaa ahhhhh.
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On noes! I feel your pain. I actually did move once because of a cockroach problem that wouldn’t go away. I hope he was just one lonely roach…
He better have attack alone! If he has backup hiding the walls or eeek my pantry, they’ll all die… I’ll burn the place down and start over if I have to
So sorry! Cockroaches are some of the worst things in the world to me! Call your landlord and make him/her hire an exterminator.
I’m going to go special ops of these creeps if I have to
EWWW!!! Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck! It might seem irrational to some people, but ugh! Roaches are so vulgar and disgusting! Icky, nasty little (sometimes large) vermin!
Time to call your landlord. Don’t tolerate that nonsense. YUCK!
I’ve been watching my back all morning…
the is something about cockroaches that sends chills up my spine…even just reading about that…eeuchk.
Every time I think about it I shiver
If you see one………………..there are many, many, many you don’t see. Your friends are right………Call your landlord and insist on fumigation.
I remember once at the Nassau Bahama straw market, one as big as a 727 plopped right down in front of us while shopping. The clerk just shooed it away totally nonplussed…Guess it’s what you get used to but sure shook us up.
Gosh, if you lived in Florida, you could get away with calling them palmetto bugs. Really, really, really HUGE cockroaches! There was a fad many years back of…get this..somehow attaching a string to them and wearing the things on one’s lapel. Sooooo…next time you see a cockroach and squish it…you just busted up a piece of wearable art.
Ohh the abundance of cockroaches in Miami… you turn on the light to go pee in the middle of the night and they would scatter…. shiver