Seriously, Not KiddingOne time I was getting off the bus after school at my house. I walk down the drive-way, and come to open the screen door that's in front of the regular locked door (Nobody was home at the moment). And I see there's like, 2 jumping spiders that are blocking my way of unlocking the door. And I'm like, "HELLS NO, I will not open this door right now!" So I start picking up medium-to-large-sized rocks from the rock garden and start pelting them at the spiders in the minor chance that I would actually hit them and they would go away.
They still stuck there, and because it was freaking hot outside and I was about to have a nervous breakdown, I start crying like a sissy and kind of pace around the front yard, trying to figure out what to do. Then these bees start buzzing around me, and because I'm equally as terrified of them, I cry even more. XD
Finally, my sweet older neighbor sees me in distress, and she stops gardening and comes over and asks what's wrong. I told her and she goes back, gets her broom, and kills those little f-ing spiders.
Moral of the story: Sweet older ladies kick serious ***. XD