Cockroaches r indeed the bane of my life
I was studying Corp Reporting yesterday. At 1am..i decided. I nided a stretch. And as i lean backwards over my chair wif my arms spread wide open, i spotted something dangerous at the corner of my keen eyes. It was on the door. And I was just sitting next to the door.
A cockroach. A big fat cockroach. A cockroach the size of my index finger *shudders at the memory*
I stunned for a second or two before I could mumble a feeble "Pa ah.....". My dad's study rm's light was still on. I reckon he's not aslp.
As I slowly got up from my chair, not wanting to alert the Osama of my life, I decided to call out for dad in a louder tone...
Me: "Pa...Pa...PA...."
Pa: "Wat?" came from the room next to me.
As I crept onto my bed and hold my blanket over me, "There's cockroach in my rm..."
And then I hear the hustle of footsteps and the opening of his door rm, I knew my saviour was arriving.
Pa: "Where?" As he looked around the rm.
Me: "Up there. Above the door."
My dad went out for the insecticide and a ladder. He sprayed the insecticide and the stupid insect of coz, ran for its life.
Me: "Kill it kill it!!! it's dere! Pa! There!!!!!!" I whined at the sight of the cockroach flying over my dad's head (eeks! flying roach!) as i c the brown thing scamper across my bookshelf , trying to climb up the wall.
With the speed of lightning, my dad mounted the ladder and "PHAT!", he slammed the cockroach wif a ball of tissue in his hands. When I saw my dad's fist closed hard wif the bane of my life disappearing his hand, I felt a sense of relief washed over me.
Me: "Thanks Pa! u rock man!"
With that, my dad left the rm wif a "dun study too late" and of coz his mighty Baygone and ladder.
And then it occured to me rite at tt very moment:
The first and of utmost important criteria of my future husband would be:
TO BE ABSOLUTELY FEARLESS OF COCKROACHES. EVEN FLYING ONES.
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