Ew.

I know that bugs have a purpose in our world, but there are some I just don't understand.
Like roaches. Next to yellow jackets, they have to be the most repulsive creatures ON EARTH. (More repulsive than that spider that ate the bird in Australia. Yes. Really.)

For some reason (Dust? Mold? Like the company?) they live in our newsroom. They have grown to the size of small mice and are easy to spot skittering around the carpet. One of the many things I hate about roaches is that HORRIBLE SOUND they make when they walk. Ugh. As if that were not bad enough, we now have flying roaches. One was spotted last week that was the size of a hummingbird, if not larger, whizzing through the newsroom. It disappeared from the news desk area briefly, then resurfaced in new media, judging from the shriek from that side of the room.

I think I'll start wearing a helmet to work. Or carrying a very large flyswatter. You've been warned.