beware the wrath of the stink bug
THEY’RE EVERYWHERE! The stink bug has officially invaded Pittsburgh. And I’m not just talking a few, I’m saying that I’ve had at least 25 in my house alone. It’s been all over the news. Seriously.
No joke. The one link is about a woman’s house in McKeesport that was invaded by THOUSANDS of these suckers. THOUSANDS.
On a day like today, I figured with having all my windows closed, I’d be safe from the bugs. But I was wrong…so very wrong.
It’s no surprise to y’all about my love for my Dyson. Well, Dyson has a boo-boo. A stink bug sized boo-boo.
I was minding my own business, cleaning the house up when I heard a crunch and smelled this horrific smell. WTF?!? I looked in the filter and saw a stink bug swirling around in the cannister. Oh ick! The smell, oh the smell. Just then I heard another crunch and the smell got worse. HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD! ANOTHER ONE?!?
Again, I looked in the cannister and saw that my once lonely bug now had a friend swirling about.
The smell. I mean, the smell! CH3–(CH2)2–CH=CH–CHO is to blame. Damn chemistry.
And worse, did you know that people EAT them in Laos? They’re considered delicious. Barf.
So being as my Dyson has a boo-boo and stinks to high heaven, I did what any normal, respectable person who loves the stuffing out of their Dyson would do. I stuffed it in the closet, stink bug and all and will wait until Matt gets home to handle his business.
I am, after all, smart.