Tuesday, September 02, 2008

More Adventures with Roaches

Yesterday afternoon, Kelli and I decided to go get something to eat. I told her about a Bolivian place I walked by in Arlington and we drove over there. Our meal was great, my humita was perfect, but as we were finishing I noticed a huge roach on the wall. I didn’t say anything to Kelli and continued to talk to her. I forgot about it, and a few minutes later she let out a yell. The roach tried to crawl up her arm. After the commotion, we both sat there for a bit. Understandably, she lost her appetite and so did I. As we were leaving, the manager came up to us and told us the meal was on the house. We left a tip and decided to cut short our shopping trip. Kelli just wanted to be back home with our own cockroaches.

3 comments:

Dainon. said...

I think you need to watch a movie called something like Joe's Apartment. It'll truly open up your eyes to this whole experience some.

Sara said...

Gah! I could puke.

Shannon said...

Ewww. A cockroach making contact with skin is reason enough to die. Poor Kelli.