Centipede

Nothing grosses me out more than centipedes. Actually, maybe spiders do, too, because they make me scream. But anyway, I just wanted to note that in the workroom/copy room next to my classroom at the Middle School there is a sink where I fill a bucket to wash the boards. I went in the room to empty the bucket and there was a 3 1/2 inch centipede in there. Grossest thing ever. Meanwhile, the bell rings and I have a class full of kids waiting for me and there I am trying to "drown" the bug by filling up the bucket and dumping water on it. Apparently these things like water as much as Michael Phelps, so I called in one of the boys, Roman, to kill the thing. Roman tries to push it down the drain with the drain stop. It goes away.
10 minutes later I go in there to make a copy and IT IS BACK! So I call Joe in. This is where the story gets good. I tell Joe he must kill the bug with his shoe. He takes off his new white sneaker and puts it in the sink and "cuts"/smooshes the bug into 4 parts. Dead.

Um...now Joe's shoe is soaking wet-and it is only 2nd period. Poor Joe. He had to ask me for a tissue to dry it. I wanted to tell him that the tissue wouldn't dry his sneaker, and that unfortunately he will have a wet shoe at least until lunch time.