So I have the most awful spider story! I was talking to Teresa Jones backstage at Thoroughly Modern Millie rehearsal and she suddenly froze staring at my chest and said "don't move!", so of course I panicked. I looked down and there was a nasty black spider on my chest!! I went to flick it off and Teresa went to grab it at the same time and it freaked out and jumped down my shirt. I started screaming "where is it WHERE IS IT?!" I looked in my shirt and there it was, running to and fro, having a party! I of course started shreiking and shimmying wildly. Looking back, I should have just calmly flicked it away, but instead I just kept shimmying. To make a long story short, Teresa squished it in my shirt. Luckily Jake was coming just then to take me to lunch and I went home and changed my spider-gut stained clothes. IT WAS NASTY! I guess it was a Halloween surprise!
4 comments:
That's an awful story! I would've done the same thing. I hope Becky Foster doesn't see this post! She will freak!
Where was your bottle of hairspray? I thought you carried one with you at all times for such spider emergencies. ;)
How awesome!!!!!! I love that story! It is gross, of course, but who could top that story??
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