I walk out to my car today after class, get in, throw my stuff in the seat next to me and pick up the phone to call Rick so he knows I am on my way home. That is when it happens. I see a slight movement out of the corner of my eye, and there it sits, a large hairy spider, just staring at me.
Me, being the arachnophobe, starts freaking out, looking for anything I can use to smash it. This thing is huge!! I am screaming into the phone for help and sensing that I am going to be attacked at any second. I reach down for a book that is close at hand and the spider goes into a vent in my dash. I don't know how it fit, but it slid right in there and disappeared. I began slamming the book into the line he went into and that is when the book was ripped out of my hands and thrown to the back of the car.
The spider slowly came out from the vent, got into my purse and came out with paper and a pen. I think this spider must have escaped from a lab or something because it then proceeded to write me an note telling me that if I didn't drive, it would bite my head off. I sensed that from my experience in the creepy cellar opening of our basement, (click here to learn that story) he truly did not want to have to kill me.
I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving home. Keeping one eye on the road and one eye on the spider I began to wonder if he was just saving me for later and once I got him to where he wanted to go I would become a cocooned body. Host or food was the only question.(I had already been a host to a million tiny spiders, so what's new?)
Eventually he slid back into the vent and every once in awhile would poke his head out and stare at me as if to tell me to try something. I was rigid with fear as I drove home, thinking of the massive car wreck I would get into if he decided to come out and eat my face off.
As you can tell by this post, I made it home safely. The spider, who knows where it is at. Maybe the heat from my vent killed it and it is rotting in my car, or it crawled out and into the woods to create more giant spiders. I don't even want to think it is in my house, it could have possibly made it to all the little spiders in our cellar entrance. I can't count on Chelsie, she isn't a spider killer...I don't know why. And Rick thinks I am exaggerating the size of this spider, so he is no help.
Just so you could see for yourself, I scoured the internet today looking for a picture of this behemoth. And I found one. Take a gander and go ahead and tell me you wouldn't freak out if this was in your car either.
Me, being the arachnophobe, starts freaking out, looking for anything I can use to smash it. This thing is huge!! I am screaming into the phone for help and sensing that I am going to be attacked at any second. I reach down for a book that is close at hand and the spider goes into a vent in my dash. I don't know how it fit, but it slid right in there and disappeared. I began slamming the book into the line he went into and that is when the book was ripped out of my hands and thrown to the back of the car.
The spider slowly came out from the vent, got into my purse and came out with paper and a pen. I think this spider must have escaped from a lab or something because it then proceeded to write me an note telling me that if I didn't drive, it would bite my head off. I sensed that from my experience in the creepy cellar opening of our basement, (click here to learn that story) he truly did not want to have to kill me.
I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving home. Keeping one eye on the road and one eye on the spider I began to wonder if he was just saving me for later and once I got him to where he wanted to go I would become a cocooned body. Host or food was the only question.(I had already been a host to a million tiny spiders, so what's new?)
Eventually he slid back into the vent and every once in awhile would poke his head out and stare at me as if to tell me to try something. I was rigid with fear as I drove home, thinking of the massive car wreck I would get into if he decided to come out and eat my face off.
As you can tell by this post, I made it home safely. The spider, who knows where it is at. Maybe the heat from my vent killed it and it is rotting in my car, or it crawled out and into the woods to create more giant spiders. I don't even want to think it is in my house, it could have possibly made it to all the little spiders in our cellar entrance. I can't count on Chelsie, she isn't a spider killer...I don't know why. And Rick thinks I am exaggerating the size of this spider, so he is no help.
Just so you could see for yourself, I scoured the internet today looking for a picture of this behemoth. And I found one. Take a gander and go ahead and tell me you wouldn't freak out if this was in your car either.
Wow, r u sure u didn't pass out in fear and dream this whole episode? Ha,ha!
ReplyDeleteThat might be a possibility. There is no possible way though that it was just a little black spider.
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