And I’ll bet we’ll be together for a million more
Who knew the theme song to Family Ties would be so prophetic. Cockroaches had invaded my apartment in January and slowly enacted a coupe that had me scared to get out of bed. One day I came home and they had packed my clothes and pointed me towards the door. Granted, roaches have been around for millions of years but I’m paying the rent on this crib. Basically, they had to go. So I brought in a series of toxins to combat the roaches. Unfortunately, the roaches haven’t survived for millenia by caving to a few roach baits and some boric acid. I felt like I was living in Joe’s apt and I couldn’t escape the creeping feeling that they were eating more food than I was. With grocery prices so high, I fumed. One day, though, an angel walked into my life by the name of our company receptionist and recommended a sinister gel that would extinguish them. I was a bit skeptical of quick fixes as I had almost died of respiratory failure from the boric acid and the stories of roaches dancing on her Sonic Roach repellant plug in had seeped into my psyche. Fortunately, the receptionist had an exterminator friend who know better. Within two weeks, gone…no need to pack bags. They didn’t make it that far. Still, I wonder if they will survive this instectaggedon. I hope the new tenants have strong stomachs and airtight food containers…
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