Whats the worst roach experience that you have ever had......?!
Answers: i remember opening up the flour in the kitchen and seeing roaches all in there...so much for me frying chicken that night
i dont care to share any that i have had, however, my gf told me her mom was baking a cake and sifting flour and then she noticed dead roaches at the bottom of the sifter...ewwww
You must be bored tonight!
I woke up with them in my bed the first night I slept in a new apartment when I was in college. Not the most pleasant experience.
I was a manager for a Denny's franchise in Tempe, Arizona by the airport, and we had roaches EVERY WHERE. Each night I was buying the check on at least 4 tables, because roaches crawled onto the table or there were roaches on the plate.
We had the pest control guy come in and fog the place, and I came back in to a 2 1/2 foot tall PILE of twitching, dying roaches in the kitchen below the stainless steel facade that capped the back wall by the grill.
They all fell out of a hole at the base of the steel, like lemmings jumping off a cliff.
I was at work one time(old building,definite roach problem) (the big ones,with wings) out of nowhere they will book it out of a corner right under your legs...
ok ill tell you the truth i work in a kitchen,still old building,obvious roach problem,but we were preparing food and we have covers that we put over the meals till we serve them,we grabbed a cover and put in on,than a roach crawled out of it once we set it down on the tray
LOL....
It was when I was around 6. I noticed that the roaches lived on a big tree outside my grandmother's house. Well when it would rain they would try to come towards her house. One day it was raining and 2 big flying 1's got in. I was sitting on a chair at the table and I told my grandmother that I saw 2 big roaches and before I could finish my sentence 1 flew on each of my shoulders and I had on a sleeveless shirt. I know I died 3 times that day. That was the worse feeling. I hate bugs especially roaches. That ruined my day. I also remember when I was at Zaxby's with my bestfriend, she had a purse on her shoulder and when she took her purse off to pay for her meal, a roach was sitting on it's back, dead up on her shoulder. It was a small, slender 1. I told her and she was like "Nah uh" until she looked down and started screaming. Lol.
I had exactly the same experience you had. My foot got onto the drainage cover and before I knew it there were cockroaches by the hundreds surrounding me. I screamed and my dad had to come and carry me out of the room.
Another experience I had which was gross was when I stepped on a cockroach barefooted. yuk.
My apt. building had roaches. We had roach motels in every room in the apt.
Anyway, I went to work one day and sat down at the bosses desk to make a call. My purse was on the desk. A baby roach came out of my purse and crawled down the desk toward my boss.
I smashed it with my thumb, wiped it on my pant leg, and said, "Stupid ants...don't you HATE them???"
the boss just smiled.
My Dad had purchased some apartments that were infested when we bought them (we found out after the purchase.) One of the tennants was especially filthy. After his eviction we had to spray all 6 apartments for roaches ending with his. When we entered the apartment we saw them moving around. Dad proceeded to spray the pesticide in the normal places(baseboards, cabinets, closets, basically everywhere) as we were spraying we started to hear what sounded like the start of a light rain on a spring day. The llight rain began in the kitchen and moved into the living room. I had been in the kitchen and when the light rain became a torrential down pour I moved to the living room, then proceeded to run out the front door clutching my shirt around my neck screaming like a little girl.
I'm not really embarassed to say that I screamed like a little Girl because the place was a disaster to begin with and then the Roach Rain made it unbearable.
The second best was when I lived in MS. A tree roach found its way into my bedroom and into my bed. It crawled accross me and down my wife's shirt. Again I screamed like a little girl based on the trauma from my past.