In the basement of my building lives the most horrendous bug I have ever seen in real life. Unfortunately, the basement is also where I have to do my laundry, and I’ve been doing lots of laundry while I have time off from work.
This bug looks like a cross between a spider and a cricket. It looks like it only has 4 legs (I haven’t really gone in for a closer look) and it can jump like the dickens. The thing is, the only time I see it jump is when it doesn’t know I’m there. I’ll be coming down the steps and see the things jumping all over the place. Once I start walking to the washer and closer to where they were jumping, they just sit there and hold their ground.
I’ve actually stepped over these things and they haven’t budged. Tough little bunch on mother truckers if you ask me. And it absolutely gives me the jibblies when I turn around to see if they’re still sitting there, and they’re gone. I feel like they’ve jumped onto my pants and I can’t see them.
I think we’ve developed a love/hate relationship though. I don’t step on them, and they don’t jump in my direction. But if we get in each other’s space, I’m sure as hell that these things would pour out of the woodwork and drain my body of all the sweet sweet fluids keeping me alive. And I’d be damn sure to light their freakish little exoskeletons on fire, to the point of burning down the building, just so they couldn’t follow through with their nefarious plot.
