Me vs. the giant cockroach
Tonight my manfriend and I went to a lovely meetup with some of the other NYC Metblog authors. On our walk home, we stopped by a bodega to replenish our roommate-eaten ice cream. We also picked up some other items from the bodega… and apparently an unwelcome visitor.
We’ve lived in this apartment since November, and the only time we’ve seen any sort of bug was the occasional flying thing from leaving the windows open, and one unidentified prehistoric-looking crawly which I summarily sent to his spiny maker. Tonight, as my manfriend ate his newly acquired ice cream on the loveseat, a HUGE COCKROACH crawled on him and dropped to the floor, and before he could kill it, disappeared under the loveseat.
After 15 minutes of futile undersofa searching with a flashlight, my manfriend gave up and went to bed. I sat on the other side of the room on a different sofa, with my purse up on it, anxiously looking for the crawly thing. (I have an aversion to insects. Can you tell?) After about an hour of distracting television (thank you CSI), it crawled out of its hiding place and tried to make a run for it. I threw a crappy paperback at it and stunned it (probably with the bad prose contained within) and then threw a spam-mailed catalog on top if it and smooooooshed it with my foot. I had conquered the beast! I felt an odd sense of accomplishment.
So, right now we assume my manfriend picked the roach up somehow at the bodega, because we’ve never seen another in the apartment, but now face the possibility of GIANT ROACHES in our home… which squicks me out.
Does anyone have similar experience with roaches? Should I just expect it? I’ve never seen a roach in any other apartment I’ve had in NYC. Does that make me lucky? Should we put out boric acid or roach traps? Are they safe with cats in the house?
Help me to avoid the crawly crawly grossness!
kick those lazy-ass cats to the curb…they should be the ones catching, torturing and killing large roaches for you. I haven’t seen a living bug (just a couple of dead ones left as presents) since I got my cat 12 years ago.
You’d think the freakin’ cat would’ve gone after the thing, but she was having none of it. She literally turned her nose up. She probably thinks that after dealing with humans and their bullshit for 17 years that she shouldn’t have to lift a furry little finger.
Or, she’s just a cat and would rather be napping.
I feel your pain!! Recently having been attacked in the shower my one of those horrid flying monsters….I empathize with you completely. It may well have been in the bag if it was paper. They love paper. However I have to tell you this has been an awful year. I never saw Roaches like I have this year. I live in a building over a 100 years old and they never have reached my floor until this year. It might be the whether. Boric acid works great. Especially a line of it outside your door if there is a space for them to come in the apartment. You might want to think of an exterminator. Especially if other people in your building are experiencing roach problems. THey tend to run from sprayed apartments to non sprayed apartments. Good luck….and sleep with one eye open. (Time to get a new man friend. No sleeping should ever occur until the enamy is dead!)