Don't think I've told you this, but I hate cockroaches or gokiburi as they are called here.
It probably all started one night in Hawaii while I was sleeping. I could hear one of them flying and it landed on me! AAARgh...needless to say, I couldn't sleep that night. Couple of days later, I found it dead.
If you live or have lived in Hawaii, you know that the cockroaches are BIG and they FLY! We call them B-52s because they will actually go for you if you threaten their lives with a rolled up newspaper or even try to spray them....they are FAST!
Anyway, the other night, I was watching television and saw the back leg of this guy, just as he was creeping behind my bookshelf.
I figure if I could see him, he must have been BIG!
I waited, to see if he would come out of his hiding place.
Then I saw him creep out from behind the bookshelf and wander towards the refrigerator (which is next to the bookshelf). Just as I ran to get the spray, he was sliding sidewards under the base of the refrigerator.
I debated about spraying near the refrigerator because I wasn't sure if the fumes would go into the refrigerator. But, fear got the better of me and I sprayed the bottom of the refrigerator. Then waited. He didn't come out...maybe he was dead?
A couple of minutes later, he was crawling, across the dining room floor, making his way towards the tatami room (which is next to the living room, but is where we sleep! ack!).
I tried to whack him with a newspaper, but missed. He picked up speed and made it to the tatami room. With the spray can in hand, I sprayed around. I kicked the shelf that I thought he was hiding under. He moved, tried to make a run for it. I sprayed and sprayed. Boy, a cockroach on its back is fast!
It ran back to the living room and under the sofa. Under my televison seat! I sat in the tatami room and watched television from there. (I know...I'm a wimp!)
I didn't want to be near the dude, in case....it was still ALIVE!
Luckily, a few minutes later, Satoshi came home. He was wondering why I was sitting so far away from the television. I made him look under the sofa. He found it, on its back. Moving ever so slightly.
Of course, I made him wait for me to snap this guy's photo before he wrapped it up in the newspaper to throw into the trash.
Whew, talk about stress! Even though it scared the beejezus out of me, at least it didn't fly (at me, if it did, you would have probably been able to hear me scream!) and I gotta say that the cockroaches here are really SLOW!
It is a 3-day weekend here, hope you are having a great gokiburi-free weekend!