On my keyboard there were 3 GIANT cockroaches, all mocking me and twitching their evil little devil antennae. So my 2 options are to: 1. Carefully pick them up with something nearby, because if I leave I just know they'll find someplace to hide and I'll be sitting in a corner the rest of the day, or 2. Smack them on my keyboard and be typing in cockroach guts all day.
I figure the first option is better. Reaching for a tissue I carefully attempt to pick up the first one. Right as soon as I feel him behind the tissue, the second one ninja jumps and lands on my hand, a sort of hara kiri to save his friend.
Being me, I flip out and shake my hand, sending him flying into my whiteboard and leaving bug guts everywhere. Let that be a warning, cockroaches.
The first one scuttles off my keyboard, leaving the third one (whom I assume is mentally impaired) to derp around on the letter Y. I assume the third isn't going anywhere, so I quickly grab the first with my tissue weapon. I catch him, run outside, and chuck the little guy out into my yard. He flies through the air and I can tell that if I could speak cockroach he would be yelling for his mommy.
I wander back inside and go for the final battle.
He's gone.
I still can't find them as I type these very words. I fear he may be preparing an army, ready to attack me with more forces in revenge of his brethren. I feel foolish for leaving him alone.. he was acting like the little master he is.
And that's how my morning went
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