Also posted on facebook, but it's still funny:
It's been a while since I've shared one of my "special" spider moments. Alas, it was bound to happen at some point.
Tonight, while Andrew and 1/2 of Winnipeg was at the U2 concert, I went to family dinner. After a wonderful meal and part of an episode of "The Voice" I left to head home.
As usual, I got in the car, buckled up (safety first), and started the car. Right as I begin to accelerate I catch a small movement from the corner of my left eye. I turn to look and lo and behold... a nasty hideous terrifying spider drops from the top of the door where it meets the window and begins crawling back up it's nasty hideous web. It then proceeds to attach itself grey self to my window and go all flat. Yes, it's one of those. A flattening grey spider. Nasty type. Actually, just particularly ugly thus more frightening.
I let out a terrified yelp and slam on the breaks (approximately 10 feet from a stop sign and rather crooked on the side of the street) and proceed to do the following all in one quick fluid motion:
- Put on the parking break
- Mutter some unmentionables under my breath (I know I shouldn't... I was scared)
- Check to see that the car is in neutral. Can't have it stall and make the spider fall somewhere I can't see
- Jam on the hazard lights
- Crawl OVER the break I've just pulled and into the passengers seat
- Open the passenger door and make a hasty exit
What's missing in this list? Oh yeah... turning the car off. Forgot about that.
Regardless, I ran VERY quickly back into my parents house and called for the assistance of one Michael Nayler (my dado) to come slay the beast. And slay it he did. After some looking... very tricky those grey flattening types
In conclusion, I am still afraid of spiders and my dad is still a hero.
