My cleaning service was here today. I have a new “team,” and my team lead is a GUY!

I don’t leave when they come. They don’t clean my office (NOBODY cleans my office…not even me!), so I just stay in here and work while they’re here. Well, while I was working (or blogging, if you want to know the truth), the guy (let’s call him Beau because….well, we have to call him something) knocked on my door and said, “Dori, there’s a spider in your downstairs tub. It’s really big and hairy and it’s like THIS big!” (He spreads his hands to exercise ball width to show me how big this spider is.)

At first I wasn’t sure what he wanted me to do. I’m still getting used to the idea of a GUY cleaning my house…did he want me to come and admire it or something?

Finally he said in this really small voice, “I don’t know how to kill it.”

You would think that a guy who cleans houses for a living would have a whole arsenal of spider-killing equipment…(I’ve always found SHOES work well. He had shoes on…I was barefoot.) But it soon became clear that he expected me to come and kill my own spider. (Good thing I was home!) So I got up, grabbed a shoe and started down the stairs…Beau stayed a safe distance behind me and along the way he proceeded to tell me that he is DEATHLY afraid of spiders, he always has been, etc.

I am expecting to find the Mother of all spiders in my bathtub…and wondering if the shoe I have grabbed is going to be big enough to kill this thing. But it was only about the size of a quarter…and that was including its legs! So I dropped the shoe. I was tempted to squash it with my bare hand just to freak Beau out, but I did grab a couple squares of toilet paper because…well, I AM a girl.

I don’t think I’ve ever met a guy who’s afraid of spiders before. We did make a deal, though. He claims he has no problems with snakes or mice or anything like that, so if I ever find a snake in my house (which my neighbor seven doors down did a few years ago!) I can call him up and he’ll come and take care of it for me. As long as I take care of the spiders.

Just call me Spider Woman!

3 thoughts on “Just call me Spider Woman!

  • September 24, 2007 at 8:07 pm

    random commenter

    kudos for beau, being firm enough in his masculinity to be willing to let a girl know he couldn’t kill a spider.

    bigger kudos to you!

    • September 25, 2007 at 6:24 pm

      Re: random commenter

      I was SHOCKED that he admitted it. I mean, he could’ve just ignored it. But if he was really that afraid, I may not have gotten a clean tub.

      Come to think of it, he did interrupt me not five minutes before that to ask how often that bathroom is used down there and did I really want it cleaned? (Well, YEAH….I’m PAYING YOU to clean my bathroom!)

      • September 25, 2007 at 7:59 pm

        Re: random commenter

        are you serious? that is pretty pathetic, and cute, and funny :0)


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