One of the reasons I like the new apartment is that we rarely see any bugs. I hate bugs… especially spiders.
The other day I came across the rare gnat. Normally, I’d swat him and be on my way, but this time was different. Being that I’m no longer used to killing the ordinary gnat, I felt some compassion for this one. No reason to kill him, so I let him be.
Well, bedtime was approaching, so I figured I’d take a quick shower. I turned off all the lights, except in the bathroom, and naturally came across the apparantly scared-of-the-dark gnat. He was in the bathtub. I knew he wouldn’t enjoy the water, but I was going to take a shower regardless of whether or not he’d be happy. It’s my apartment anyways. So, I turned on the water, and watched the gnat simultaneously cling to two walls in the corner. I had a temporary spell of compassion, and figured I’d open the shower curtain to let him out. I pulled the curtain all the way to the wall, blocking off the water. He was too frightened to flap his small wings, and didn’t budge. I suppose the bug’s natural instinct is to hide in a bush, plant, or tree until the downpour has ceased. Not much I can do to fight that. I continued my shower, and the bug stayed still… until I made a fatal mistake. I lifted my arm. “Ahh! Shrubbery!,” the gnat squeeked (in his best monty python impression), and he raced full-throttle towards my armpit. Well, I have natural instincts too. When a gnat, or any such bug, heads for my armpit, I instinctively snap my arm closed. OK, you’re thinking “Gross, you squished the gnat!,” but my arm-closing reflexes are beyond that of a normal being, and I managed to close it before the gnat came too close. He was OK, I was OK. Well… I was OK. My arm had been blocking the water, and as soon as I closed it, the tsunami engolfed the poor gnat, and took him to his doom.
I really feel responsible for this gnat’s death, although I’m not sure it could have been prevented. I guess, if I wasn’t so self-centered, I would have let the gnat rest under my arm. Was it my natural instinct, or his, that led to the fall of the gnat?