Driving into work today, I'm a couple of blocks from my house, when a giant palmetto cockroach (you know, the flying kind) crawls out from under the passenger seat. Think this:
Then it goes back under the seat. Now there is no way in hell I'm driving all the way to work with this thing in my car (How did it get into my car?). I pull over to try to shoo it out. Nothing. So, I turn around and go back home for some bug spray. I open the passenger door, spray a little under the seat, he moves to where the seat belt is anchored. I move the seat back forward and spray right on him. He scurries up the side (I think I screamed like a little girl at that point... I know if any of my neighbors were watching, it would have been a funny show), falls out the door, and scurries toward my house, with me spraying him all the way (there was no way I was going to let him get to my house either). He finally died about 6 inches from the house.
This is my "ick" story of the day. I'm about ready to bug-bomb my car.
Have a Great rest of your day.