It would happen that after my first day working full-time in my post-master’s degree world that a HUGE flying cockroach would climb through my window. This sucker was at least 2 inches long, it landed on my bed and crawled on the floor…then I threw a bottle of unscented Curel lotion at it and it scampered into my living room.
I had never seen a cockroach before…and I’d very much like to never see one again.
Hopefully someone kills it otherwise I suppose I won’t be sleeping tonight. I HATE BUGS. Is shoving a towel between the floor and where my door ends too much?
This is very much how I view a real life encounter with a cockroach: