I Think I Stepped on It
Killed a roach in the office. Freakin’ thing was under my desk, though I suspect it came from elsewhere because I remember last week when it was reported at someone else’s cubicle. I did manage to kill the roach, but now I’m totally skeeved. I had to gather it up in a cardboard box (that’s how big it was!) and carry it outside to the dumpster.
I hate hate hate roaches. I loathe and abhor and just plain don’t like ’em.
Now I don’t feel like working. Plus I couldn’t sleep last night, so I only managed to squeeze in 4 hours in these hot and humid evenings.
