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Second time in two days I've had to clean coffee off my keyboard...nothing like good shoe smacking couldn't fix it
Back in my phobic days, I just allowed spiders a wide berth. I don't remember ever shrieking, squealing, stomping, etc. Though I did run out the back door nearly nekkid early one morning (c. 1977) after encountering a 'massive' Tarantuzilla in my bathroom sink... (~2" wolf spider). That episode prompted me to get my first T.
I have it on good authority that my sister AND her very large, very er... 'masculine' husband waited outside their home for a couple hours one day waiting for a neighbor to get home to get the little spider off of their cathedral ceiling...Ahh not just Ladies,