Today a funny thing happened to me at work!

I was chatting with my friend Amy at the copier/fax today when something suddenly appeared in my line of vision. I thought it was a tiny piece of fuzz or something, that had gotten stuck in my hair, but it kept moving downward. I swiped at it and it swung back and forth, like it was hanging from the tip of one of my hairs -- and then I realized it was the world's tiniest spider! It was seriously like the size of a head of a quilt pin. I took it off the tip of my bang (bangs? whateverz) and it hung from my finger for a moment before I blew it onto the counter. Then it scurried away.

ME: Dude, I have spiders!
AMY: Only you would have spiders in your hair *eyeroll*
ME: I am GOTH. AS. FUX.
AMY: You seriously are.

Naturally, I then became concerned that maybe I REALLY DID HAVE SPIDERS!!!! I then recalled the urban legend of the woman who died of black widow spider bites when a gang of black widows decided to take up residence in her bouffant hairdo . . .

GOTH. AS. FUX. is an ongoing joke, btw.

Hope everyone is well :)