Spiders are from the devil.

<<Shiver>>
I am petrified of them....and they know it... so they toy with me.
They sit perfectly still while I am looking at them, trying to decide the best method for killing them at a safe distance (at least 10 feet) Then as soon as I glance away, they take off and I am forced to send the room into lock-down until I feel that perhaps, it has died. I am NOT in the room of course.
The best spider story I have (all you spider lovers are gonna love me for this....) was in college. My roommate always killed them for me because I literally freeze and panic at the sight of a spider. (Then, at first safe opportunity, run) She wasn't home at this time and I saw him there, in the shower. Waiting for me. Well, I can't get close enough to one to smack it and squish it. And throwing something at it is dangerous if you miss. They come right at you then and it's a race to get out of the room the fastest, spider right at my heels. So, what could I do???? I couldn't leave it there...it would find my room and....I couldn't think about that.... I got an ingenious plan. My roommate was working on a project for a class and had bought some of that Elmers spray glue. So, I went to get it. And I opened, pointed, aimed and glued that little sucker right to the wall!
It stayed there until my roommate got home. I didn't want to touch it in case it was still alive somehow.
That, is how I feel about spiders.