Maravilloso Marvo
06-25-2013, 02:02 PM
front of my white shirt.
Not wanting to appear panicked (I hate spiders), I tried to casually lift him off with the intention of placing him on the floor. I also didn't want to squash him as it would have left a mark on my crisp clean shirt.
So as I pick him off, the bugger wriggles free and falls into my lap. Now I can't see him mixed into my trousers and jacket and am obviously not willing to get up and start screaming like a girl and brushing every part of my body as I wanted to. So I had to just causally ignore it and carry on playing Candy Crush on my phone.
It was the most traumatic journey of my life, not knowing where this spider was, but knowing it was on my body/clothing somewhere. I am pretty sure the guy opposite me clocked the whole affair and afforded himself a wry little smirk. I wanted to punch him in the face, that is for sure.
Not wanting to appear panicked (I hate spiders), I tried to casually lift him off with the intention of placing him on the floor. I also didn't want to squash him as it would have left a mark on my crisp clean shirt.
So as I pick him off, the bugger wriggles free and falls into my lap. Now I can't see him mixed into my trousers and jacket and am obviously not willing to get up and start screaming like a girl and brushing every part of my body as I wanted to. So I had to just causally ignore it and carry on playing Candy Crush on my phone.
It was the most traumatic journey of my life, not knowing where this spider was, but knowing it was on my body/clothing somewhere. I am pretty sure the guy opposite me clocked the whole affair and afforded himself a wry little smirk. I wanted to punch him in the face, that is for sure.