I was doing pest control on Friday night. Essential plumbing repairs took a big chunk out of the kitchen wall, and every kind of arthropod vermin within a quarter-mile decided to take advantage and try to get into the kitchen.
Easiest way to get rid of insect pests is with a long-tube vacuum like this:
Pull the end brush off, suck them up, leave the vacuum running, pour some poison on the floor, suck that up, and stuff the tube with a paper towel so they can't get out.
Usually, it works just fine. Friday, it failed to do so.
Somehow, despite the suction, the poison, and the plug, a palmetto bug
the size of my thumb got out of the tube while the vacuum was shut down and I wasn't looking.
How do I know it was the size of my thumb if I wasn't looking? Because I was still holding the fucking tube near the open end, and the palmetto bug promptly
perched on that self-same thumb!:puke::puke::puke::puke::puke::puke::puke::puke::puke::puke:
You may ask, while disgusting, why does this experience make me say "karma hates me?"
Simple. I'm cockroach-phobic.
It's been two days and I'm still getting phantom crawling sensations! :cry: