Ants to be specific. They are crawling all over our office. They have came in hordes, droves, herds or whatever the congregate in. I have them marching upon my desk, sending shivers up my spine.
Mind you, I am not afraid of them. I am creeped out by them. As of right now, I feel like one is in my nose. I have picked at my nose, with the assistance of a tissue, on four separate occasions never remember I am in a storefront window. Wonder if the bar full of patrons across the street are posting videos of me digging on YouTube. Oh well. I know it is irrational to think there is an ant marching in my nose, but I do.
I also feel like they are crawling up my leg, which I have had them do before. I may or may not have drug my leg through a fire ant hill in Colorado. The only funny part about it, once I administered the proper amount of drugs for my swelling to skin ration, was that I tossed Brat about on the back of the flatbed truck. Only consolation, I tell you.
My life is also consumed by crickets. Can anyone tell me why they are seeking refuge in my office and are using my house as a morgue? Anyone? Bueller? Anyone? Okay. Nope. I am sure I am not the only one dealing, since it is fall, but am I the only one going nuts?
So, in an attempt to giggle at my own neurosis, I leave you with this video. Happy Hump day world. I am off to kill more ants with Windex!!
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