Good morning. I am a harmless WOLF SPIDER.
Of course, Trevor had already left the house, so I had to deal with it by my self. So much for Trevor's job of relocating insects and arachnids to the backyard. Slacker...
And it wasn’t like I could just ignore him and hope Mr. Spider would go away. I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight because all the convincing in the world wouldn’t be enough to prove to me that the eight legged freak wasn’t hiding in my bed somewhere – waiting for me to fall asleep before scrambling out and attacking me at my most vulnerable.
So, I dealt with it. All by myself. Even when the little ba$tard crouched and ran at me when I was trying to cover him with a glass.
Luckily (for both of us), I was able to successfully relocate the spider to the backyard without major incident. And I only screamed twice, thankyouverymuch.
I deserve a certificate of achievement. Possibly a medal. Because spiders seriously weird me out. Even when I’m (fairly) sure they are harmless.