Dirty Truth: Day One

Friday 13th for unlucky people should just be lucky, right?  Well I've already started this morning by walking out of the house without a jacket (it was 55 degrees at 5am) and my glasses/contacts (pssh, who needs to see?).  Luckily I'm hot-natured and not that blind.

But since Friday 13th is notoriously a scary day, I figured it was a perfect day to start off my Dirty Truth series since the first question is:

I don't have a fear of heights, or spiders, or closed spaces.  Nothing normal.  But I absolutely cannot go anywhere near a roachbug.  The more "appropriate" term may be cockroach.  The real big ones.

I couldn't even google search an image to include in this post.  So you guys get a cartoon. 

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I don't like how they are gross and ugly.  Or how they run erratically.  Things that you can't predict where they are going to run next are just effing scary. They give me the hibbie-jibbies and I will literally jump on a chair if I see one.

I've even woken Bobby up in the middle of the night because I saw one crawling along his wall in his apartment and I started screaming.  Of course he thought something awful was happening like the place was on fire. But to me, a roachbug within mere inches of me IS awful! He looked at me like, "you seriously woke me up for that?!" and rolled back over.  Uh.... there's still a roachbug ON THE CEILING NOW!!

He grabbed some toilet paper and sleepily tried to grab the ginormous creature (kill the bastard with your shoe!!) but he MISSED!!  The roachbug fell onto the floor and ran under the bed.  Bobby half-assed looked, shrugged his shoulders, and climbed back into bed.  No big deal.

NO BIG DEAL?!  There's just a live roachbug crawling around UNDER THE BED and you want me to GO BACK TO SLEEP like nothing is wrong?!  Are you effing kidding me?!  He looked at me like I was crazy when I just didn't jump back into bed when he did (note that I've been standing in the bedroom doorway the entire time) 

I made him at least check along the wall.  And behind my pillow.  And under the bed one more time.  Then I reluctantly tiptoed back into bed and barricaded myself in with pillows along all sides. 

What is your biggest fear?

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My 30th birthday is October 10th!  I have started a series called Dirty Truth for my Dirty Thirty: 30 Days of Truth.  I will be answering real, sometimes controversial questions around my 30th birthday!  Keep up with all of the questions and find out what's next here!