Batting a thousand for poisonous spiders
Preston: Don’t forget the bug guy is coming at 4:30 today!
Me: Alright, but I feel like he was just here. Why does he need to come so often?
I got home right at 4:00 with the kids. And, just like every time the bug guy comes over, I rush to clean the house before he gets here. I mean, I don’t want him to think my house is dirty. And, really, it’s not. We’re actually pretty clean people. Heck, I clean up after the kids while they’re still playing.
Right as I finish, the doorbell rings. I open the door to him holding a sticky trap.
Bug guy: look what I found on your garage door, hanging out basking in the sun?
Me, stepping closer and reaching my hand out… I thought it was an empty trap.
Bug guy: whoa, don’t touch it. That’s a black widow! It’s very poisonous!
Bug guy: I’m going to put this inside of a container in my truck bed. I just wanted you to be able to see what one looked like.
Next he walked to the basement to spray. Five minutes later he came up with another sticky trap.
Bug guy: looks like you’re batting a thousand for poisonous spiders… I found a brown recluse in your unfinished mechanical room. This is the first I’ve seen of either kind since you’ve lived here. (2 years and counting)
Then he showed me what it looked like. It was dead. Ewww!
When he finished up, I immediately called Preston, and he said, “Aren’t you glad he came this time?”