at the beginning of the week, after reporting the problem several times to our ever-vigilant management company, my dad called to snap them into action. they sprayed for ants, finally fixed the toilet handle (yay! two bathrooms again!), and placed ant traps in every corner. feeling a little relieved, i stopped rolling up my pant-legs when i left my room. however, sabrina and i are now quite positive that instead of ant-killer, the ant traps contained an illegal version of ant-steroids. tripling in size, they have now invaded my bathroom and traveled via sabrina's purse into her car. the really crazy thing is this: sabrina and i are clean... no, i could even say we are meticulous. however, the ants soldier on. no amount of cleaning can take care of this one. so, i continue to pray: please, please, please, please take away the ants!! or... if the ants really must stay, at least hide them from my sight so i won't know that i'm sharing my apartment and my life with large, infected, crawling, shiny, squirmy, black bugs. and i won't complain about continuing to roll up my pant-legs.
p.s. i tried to post a picture of the large black ants we house, but i couldn't bring myself to do it. i deleted it from the computer because it was giving me the creeps! so... go look up a picture of ants yourself if you really need a visual. it just makes me itchy!
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