So I just had an interesting 30 minutes. I go out to check the mail and there's a group of kids all gathered around a lumber pile. I went over to see what they were messing with, thinking it was a small helpless animal, but no... it was a black widow spider.
It just so happens that one of my friends is studying Arachnology and was just talking to me last night about how she needs to find a live black widow today, because she needs it for some experiment and can't use live ones from the lab. So I thought I'd be a good friend, go get a jar, and catch it for her. In the meantime I tell the kids to leave it alone.
I come back a few minutes later with a jar and the kids are all off with some lady freaking out. Apparently one of the dumbass kids thought it would be cool to let a fucking black widow spider crawl on his hand. Of course he got bit and he ran to his mom.
Short story: They killed the spider and I put it in the jar so they could take it to the E.R. with them.
Kids. lulz.
/back to work
It just so happens that one of my friends is studying Arachnology and was just talking to me last night about how she needs to find a live black widow today, because she needs it for some experiment and can't use live ones from the lab. So I thought I'd be a good friend, go get a jar, and catch it for her. In the meantime I tell the kids to leave it alone.
I come back a few minutes later with a jar and the kids are all off with some lady freaking out. Apparently one of the dumbass kids thought it would be cool to let a fucking black widow spider crawl on his hand. Of course he got bit and he ran to his mom.
Short story: They killed the spider and I put it in the jar so they could take it to the E.R. with them.
Kids. lulz.
/back to work