If you want to see me turn into a 5-year old and start freaking out, no matter the setting, all you have to do is bring me near an insect.
I have been known to have minor outbursts near them. I’d rather see a snake in my yard than come across a furry, gargantuan spider.
They have taken over my car.
Once, I was dropping the mail off at one of those blue bins in our neighborhood, and as soon as I rolled down the window, a spider crawled in.
I took no time at all to crawl across to the passenger seat and leave through the nearest exit, leaving the spider to do what he would with my car. I managed to get him out from the outside.
Crickets are scary, really.
I came home one night, only to find a cricket waiting on my front step. I took a step backward, he took a hop forward. I started running backwards, he started hopping after me.
Greg heard my screams from inside and thought I was being murdered. He found me outside, scared, staring down the cricket, saying, “He’s blocking my path.”
Bees are friends, unless you make them angry.
I have never been stung by a bee *knock on wood,* so everytime I see one I get super nervous. We went zip lining this year, and afterward we were standing in a group when this bee started hovering nearby.
My first mistake was to separate myself from the group, because that bee looked at me and got pissed. Like I just crossed the line. One more thing to his shitty bee day, and he had had enough.
He started chasing me, and everytime I thought he was gone, I would hear that angry buzzing come back. I ran in circles, screaming, naturally, because I am nothing if not graceful.
Everyone else was laughing, telling me to stand still and he would leave me alone. This is not a T-rex, people.
He doesn’t stop seeing me if I stop moving. Finally, the whole group got there and we were able to leave, with me running ahead.
Do you have any bug horror stories?