I cleaned houses as a teenager. One house had bunches, everywhere, including the bedrooms. In my endeavor to get rid of them, I started in the kitchen cabinets. Raid in one hand, open the cabinet door, spray, close the door. Continued on all the lower cabinets, then, started on the cupboards. I began on one side and worked my way to the center above the sink. Took a break and came back in and started on the other side of the room, making my way to the center.
That's when it happened. I opened the center cupboard doors, prepared to spray them dead, instead a swarm flew out at me, covering me. In my hair, down my shirt, in my pants, in my shoes and socks, crawling, creeping.... BITING!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I ran screaming, tearing my clothes off, screaming, flailing, naked, for the bathroom.
We get date palm roaches occasionally that come up the drains here. I have boric acid power in all cracks and crevices in my house, behind drawers, even removed the medicine cabinets and poured it in the walls. When one gets into the house, I panic, get the biggest, longest item I can find and beat it to death gagging.
Writing this made my skin crawl and gave me a stomach ache..... ewwwwwwwww!!!!!!!



