Thank you for spraying the Raid


Once, I was working in a factory in NY, and I was cleaning up.

Part of the job involved killing bugs. One day I saw one of those tiny little roaches run into a little-used cabinet, so I grabbed a can of Raid and sprayed a little into the cabinet.

The bug came out, gasping for air (or whatever it is bugs do when sprayed with Raid). In fact, about a dozen of them came out.

Not having learned my lesson, I sprayed more. So help me, HUNDREDS of the little critters came out. E.G. Marshall didn’t face off against this many of them. I was stomping and spraying and stomping and smashing. You could hear them scurrying for safety, but because they were poisoned, they couldn’t get far.

The Raid forced them to come out of hiding, gasping, dying. When it was over, I had to sweep them all up and toss them in the trash.

I sprayed more raid into the cabinet, and nothing came out. It was over.

If not for the Raid, who knows how long that little cockroach colony would have thrived or how big it would have grown.

But fortunately, once the roaches were out where I could see them, I was able to eliminate them. Whew.

Anyway, to those who spray the Raid on social media and prompt the cockroaches to come out and either get stomped or gasp and lie on their backs with their little legs kicking until they stop, thank you for your service.

Published by Olmeda

At-large director on the national board of the Society of Professional Journalists. Former president of the National Association of Hispanic Journalists and of UNITY: Journalists of Color. An extreme moderate, not committed to political ideology. Stepfather to two wonderful daughters. Father to two wonderful sons. Husband. Rogue karaoke singer. Humanist

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