So here I am at 12:24am standing in the center of my hotel room, staring at the floor beside the unused bed, petrified.
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| Area of Concern |
It started out that I couldn't get comfortable. I was tossing and turning and checking the time on my phone over and over. Then I heard what can only be described as a "skitter". Since I'm really paranoid I jumped up and turned on the bedside lamp. And one of the biggest cockroaches I have ever seen was staring back at me from my headboard.
Immediately I got weak in the knees and nauseous. I jumped back off the bed, to the certain safety of the floor, when this big mother fucker had the nerve to FLY at me. Yes, I said FLY. It flew up over by the door, blocking my exit, and that's where I snapped this pic:
Immediately I got weak in the knees and nauseous. I jumped back off the bed, to the certain safety of the floor, when this big mother fucker had the nerve to FLY at me. Yes, I said FLY. It flew up over by the door, blocking my exit, and that's where I snapped this pic:
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| Intruder |
I picked up my flip flop and stood staring at this giant roach for what seemed like an hour trying to work up the balls to smash it. But who am I kidding? One crunch of that exoskeleton against a wall would have sent me into a vomiting spell.
So I threw a pillow at it. Just to knock it down. Well that worked. And it ran warped speed over THE BED I WAS JUST LAYING IN and onto the side of the unused bed. He paused.
Now I'm scared enough to hit it with the flip flop. I took aim. It was an awkward angle. He twitched his feelers like saying, "I dare ya", and I struck!! WHAP!! He ran around the headboard of the unused bed. Which brings us up to the present time.
I'm sure I made contact with El Gigantor, but it couldn't have been a fatal blow. I need proof he's dead, or immobilized. I've shaken the bed. I've investigated around the bed. I keep hallucinating I see him on the move out of the corner of my eye.
I'm too afraid to get back in "the good bed" and turn the lights off to leave my uninvited intruder to his own devices. I have a doctor appointment in 8 hours and a 7 hour drive immediately afterwards-- I have to sleep!! That clearly isn't happening. God bless the man who invented energy drinks. I'm going to need them tomorrow.
So I threw a pillow at it. Just to knock it down. Well that worked. And it ran warped speed over THE BED I WAS JUST LAYING IN and onto the side of the unused bed. He paused.
Now I'm scared enough to hit it with the flip flop. I took aim. It was an awkward angle. He twitched his feelers like saying, "I dare ya", and I struck!! WHAP!! He ran around the headboard of the unused bed. Which brings us up to the present time.
I'm sure I made contact with El Gigantor, but it couldn't have been a fatal blow. I need proof he's dead, or immobilized. I've shaken the bed. I've investigated around the bed. I keep hallucinating I see him on the move out of the corner of my eye.
I'm too afraid to get back in "the good bed" and turn the lights off to leave my uninvited intruder to his own devices. I have a doctor appointment in 8 hours and a 7 hour drive immediately afterwards-- I have to sleep!! That clearly isn't happening. God bless the man who invented energy drinks. I'm going to need them tomorrow.
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