Me: Sure! (thinking in my head, I am an adult, I deal with bugs in my classroom all the time and have learned to not make a big deal of it)
Me: WHOA! That is a huge spider. Gross!
We grab a plastic cup to cover it with. As I move the cup toward the eight-legged-monster, it jumps (YES JUMPS!) off the wall and towards us.
*Insert totally girly shrieks and squeals here*
Ash: Now what?
Me: How long will we have to leave it there before it dies on it's own? Can we call our home teachers to come get rid of it? The thing JUMPS!!! YIKES!
Me: We need something hard to slide under the cup to keep it inside.
Ash grabs a parking pass
I scoop up the the spider, grateful that it is indeed under the cup
Ash flushes the toilet while I throw the spider into it's swirling, watery grave.
We shut the toilet
and avoid that bathroom the rest of the night
We are such girls




