arachnophobia

*during a smoke break today at the office*

colleague i don't know (cidk): hey, there's a spider on you.
other team sales manager (otsm): ahhhhh! get it off, get it off! ahhhhh!

*cidk brushes the eight footed monster off her shoulder.*

otsm: i hate insects...
moby: technically, a spider's not really an insect...it's an arachnid. btw, it's still on you...

*moby flicks the arachnid away from her arm...and right onto her crotch region (where the zipper is...she was wearing pants)*

otsm: ahhhhh!!!! get it off, get it off!!! ahhhhh!
moby: err...
cidk: err...
*the two non-managerial staff look at each other and laugh in unison*

cidk: sorry boss, but you're on your own. haha.
moby: haha. yeah...can't help you THERE.

otsm: ahhhhh! ahhhhh! ahhhhh! just do it! i give you permission!
moby & cidk: hahaha. sorry.

*otsm finally uses her ricola box to brush the beast away...and glares at moby and cidk*

otsm: hmph.
moby: hey...sensitive lah...hahaha. no hard feelings ok? hahaha.
cidk: eh, i could have lost my job for all i know loh. haha. got cameras around here leh. hahaha.
otsm: i gave you all permission what.
moby: haha. a picture paints a thousand words.
cidk: hahahaha.
otsm: ...



she kinda gives the term "fuck spider" new meaning hor. haha...a moment of laughter on an otherwise rainy day. =)