Today Hollace was feeling all grown up as she learned to sew (and made herself a stuffed cat toy) and cooked her own dinner (butter noodles). While she eating her noodles, the large cricket came back out. At virtually the same time, one of these little gnats that we have been infested with landed on her noodles and died. Yeah, that didn’t go over too well either. 😉
After she proclaimed that she is not eating that anymore, she then said she wasn’t sleeping in this house if this cricket is still here. So what did I do? I grabbed Cloudy and put her on it. I had to throw her on the bug 4 times before she noticed it.
What did she do with it? Played with it. She would tap it, it would jump and she would mew. She had this thing all over the house. Not a mean bone in her body which gives me no hope if a mouse ever gets near her that she will catch it.
I finally grabbed a nearly empty Pringles can (I woofed down the last chip and crumbs) and put it on top of the bug. I then got some stiff paper and escorted him outside.
And an update on RAW’s job thing. Today I had to sign a certified letter from the school. I called RAW and he had me read it. Yesterday I was thinking the real problem was with the perve thing but no, it was a typical RAW attitude that did him in. In the mail was the pink slip talking about what went down with RAW calling the kids dogs and that they should be treated that way and for talking rudely to a co-worker who said she was was never talked to like that in her professional life.
Yeah, my suspicion was right, RAW should of never been in that environment. His personality and bad ass attitude definitely doesn’t mix with middle school kids. I guess I could of said that this would be the outcome as soon as the job came up but he would accuse me of not having faith in him. No, I just know him too well.
I just don’t know what kind of job RAW would be suited for. He has no patience and his fuse is too short. I guess if he just remodels my kitchen without too many swears (yeah right) then I will be ok.