Okay, I am a former arachnophobe. Took me a long while to get over my fear of the eight legged monsters but get over it I did. Mostly. I will never love the things but I can keep myself calm enough to gently scrap them up and put them outside.
It would seem though that one freak decided to remind me why I was so damn afraid of them.
I'm putting a couple's shopping through, chatting away with them when out of the corner of my eye I see a large piece of brown fluff and it was ... moving?
I look down and what do I see but a huge brown spider of death heading straight for my arm!
I freak.
I fling myself backwards, knocking into my CW Andy and yelling "Oh my god!" and pointing a the descendant of Shelob. Cue wife looking down, I'm a former arachnophobe, she clearly was still living that particular nightmare. She lets out a small scream and backs quickly up.
CW A: What? What?
Me: Ohmigod! It's a freaking huge spider! ohmigod! ohmigod! It's huge!
CW A: Just kill it.
Me: I can't! A) that's bad luck B) if my mom ever found out she'd kill me 'cause spiders are a gardeners best friend and C) Have you seen the size of this monster?! If I tried to kill it it would eat my hand off!
At least point the husband has taken an interest in the proceedings and decided to check out what was calling all the commotion.
After seeing the spider that was causing all the fuss he rolled his eyes at the female panic and calmly picked up the spider, causing his wife to back away from him as if he had the plague and takes it outside (while the spider tries to crawl up arm! ew ew ew!)
The wife and I exchange embarrassed looks and giggles and I move forward again, allowing Andy to unsquash himself.
A few moments.
Wife: It was freaking huge though!
Me:I know!
It would seem though that one freak decided to remind me why I was so damn afraid of them.
I'm putting a couple's shopping through, chatting away with them when out of the corner of my eye I see a large piece of brown fluff and it was ... moving?
I look down and what do I see but a huge brown spider of death heading straight for my arm!
I freak.
I fling myself backwards, knocking into my CW Andy and yelling "Oh my god!" and pointing a the descendant of Shelob. Cue wife looking down, I'm a former arachnophobe, she clearly was still living that particular nightmare. She lets out a small scream and backs quickly up.
CW A: What? What?
Me: Ohmigod! It's a freaking huge spider! ohmigod! ohmigod! It's huge!
CW A: Just kill it.
Me: I can't! A) that's bad luck B) if my mom ever found out she'd kill me 'cause spiders are a gardeners best friend and C) Have you seen the size of this monster?! If I tried to kill it it would eat my hand off!
At least point the husband has taken an interest in the proceedings and decided to check out what was calling all the commotion.
After seeing the spider that was causing all the fuss he rolled his eyes at the female panic and calmly picked up the spider, causing his wife to back away from him as if he had the plague and takes it outside (while the spider tries to crawl up arm! ew ew ew!)
The wife and I exchange embarrassed looks and giggles and I move forward again, allowing Andy to unsquash himself.
A few moments.
Wife: It was freaking huge though!
Me:I know!
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