spiders

so i was sitting at work today--big surprise, huh--and i scanned over my little desk/"office" space and to my horror, there's this ginormous black spider just chillin' on the top of this cardboard box. trying to remain calm and hide my somewhat obvious state of panic, i yell, "hey that's a really big spider. without even realizing it my legs are bent up so my feet can rest on my chair. "big spider?" that's presto, sales rep for eastern states. he glides over to have a look. by this time i'm on top of my desk. "yes," i say, "it's huge, kill it." i feel such like a child but that thing is big and i don't know it's origin or whether or not it's poisonous so there i sit atop my fake cherrywood desk while presto reaches into the box our spider friend sits and pulls a GoldTip catolog from it. WHACK! "oh no, where'd it go?" "you didn't get it presto!" "oh i'm sure i did, there's no way that spider could have escaped that hit." i tried to gain some comfort from his words but the facts were plain: there were no spider guts anywhere to be found, and lots of tiny crevices and cracks everywhere. for all i knew, that little vile arachnid could have been in my purse or on my chair. we still haven't found the remains of the spider or the living version, so needless to say, as i type this blog my feet and bent legs crowd my chair...