So yesterday afternoon I get home from work, and go into the kitchen to put away some fresh bread I’d bought on the way home.
Then I notice on the wall, this big fly who’s been bugging me for the last two days. I don’t know where he came from, it may not be a frigid winter but it’s still not fly-weather outside. Nonetheless, here he is.
Anyhow, he’s sitting there seemingly oblivious of my presense, even though I’m actually standing very close to him. I wonder, maybe he’s asleep and hasn’t realized that he is not alone?
So I suddenly make jazz-hands at him as I exclaim “Hey FLY!”
And I swear, he was so startled he fell off the wall. Not ‘he flew away’ but he literally fell off the wall, bonked onto the counter, and only after bouncing off the counter did he get his wings moving and flew off.
I startled a fly!
Fastwind to later in the evening. I was sitting at my desk, plugging away on the computer, absorbed in converting some cpp-ish code into standard c. Then from out behind the computer comes crawling some big black buggy thing, coming right at the keyboard, right at my fingers! I swear it was growling “Grawr, I am a SPIDER, grawr!”
I admit it, I jumped, and yanked my hands back away from the keyboard. Then he stuck out his tongue at me and flew off.
The cunning little buggy bastard, had even got some dust from behind the computer to trail behind him to make it look like he had 8 legs instead of 6.
The fly startled me.
