It obviously wasn't a problem while it was hanging up on top. But now that it was near the bottom, I wasn't able to wash my damn hands. I opened a trickle a couple times just so it wouldn't drown, and some other times I just skipped washing my hands. But I tried, man, I really tried to get it to leave the basin by holding an envelope of those, um, floss toothpicks (you know what I mean, right?) out for it to latch onto. I feel bad that one time it may have gotten its front legs on it and I jerked the envelope away too fast, so it tumbled back into the basin. Otherwise, it would just avoid the thing like the plague. I need to use the sink, dammit!
Yesterday/Sunday I kind of had enough. I opened the faucet a couple times to the point where I may have drowned it. Then, after I burned my thumb carrying a pan of bread that just got done in the toaster oven, I went back to the bathroom to cool off my hand. I may have forgotten about that insect, but frankly, I was more worried about putting my thumb under water. And so I turned the faucet on all the way, and yep, clumsy, cruel me saw the small, dumb thing disappear down the drain.
Maybe I should've given it more of a chance. And hell, if this beetle is anything like that ant, it'll crawl up the drain and scare the shit out of me. But frankly, I've had it rearranging my human time to accommodate this lazy and/or dumb bug. God made a hierarchy for a reason.
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