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Sep. 12th, 2008 04:10 pmLots of people don't like spiders - I get that. Some folks even have a flat out phobia about them, which is a damn shame, especially here in the south where the tend to pop up in unexpected spots. But what is it that causes eight full grown women to absolutely, utterly lose it over a largish spider (inch and a half, maybe two inches) ON THE OTHER SIDE OF A WINDOW OF GLASS AT LEAST A QUARTER INCH THICK THAT CAN'T EVEN BE OPENED?
I mean flailing around, screaming (fairly quietly, but that just makes me think they could have shut up if they wanted to), peeking through the blinds like a five year old to see if it was still there then running away, full out idiocy. If this is "proper female behavior", save me from it. Not one of them could give me a coherent answer on why they were scared of it when it was OUTSIDE - they were too busy freaking out and blithering over whether they should make the maintenance man go out and kill it. Finally one of my co-workers (not one of the blithering ones, to be sure!) grabbed a styrofoam cup and a sheet of paper, and went out to scoop it up and dump it in the bushes. She's my hero - I just wish I'd thought of it first, but I was too busy boggling over the collective insanity. Is this an example of collective or contagious hysteria in action?
I mean flailing around, screaming (fairly quietly, but that just makes me think they could have shut up if they wanted to), peeking through the blinds like a five year old to see if it was still there then running away, full out idiocy. If this is "proper female behavior", save me from it. Not one of them could give me a coherent answer on why they were scared of it when it was OUTSIDE - they were too busy freaking out and blithering over whether they should make the maintenance man go out and kill it. Finally one of my co-workers (not one of the blithering ones, to be sure!) grabbed a styrofoam cup and a sheet of paper, and went out to scoop it up and dump it in the bushes. She's my hero - I just wish I'd thought of it first, but I was too busy boggling over the collective insanity. Is this an example of collective or contagious hysteria in action?
