Like just over a month ago in my small cottage that I now live in, I go into my kitchen and turn on the light there, and I see a smaller brown roach run up the cabinet and go under my radio that's sitting out on the counter.
At first it so freaks me out, that I turn out the light and I don't even want to think about it, but then I decide that I should kill it, and so I turn the light back on and I shift the radio and it scurries out again, and it goes underneath a board-game box that's sitting next to the radio on the counter, there.
So, I immediately press down the board-game box as hard as I can against the counter, until I feel where the roach is, and then I focus my energies there to press it down even harder, until I can feel the shell of the roach breaking down into itself, and I am sure that it is dead.
But, again, it so freaked me out, that I just leave it there like that, and I don't even want to turn the box over and clean it up, yet.
So, like a day or two later, I finally muster up the willpower and I go and I flip over the board-game box, and there it is, beneath the rubber band that went around the box, since it either got tangled up in it or it was trying to hide there, somehow.
After this, too, I also have visions of roaches somehow getting into my large bags of rice that I keep under my counter, even though I keep them carefully closed with clamp-clips and I'm pretty sure that there's no way on earth that they could get in there.
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