Don't care how tough you are, spiders are some scary shit. Especially when they have those ninja moves.
I was intently writing when a giant spider shot out from under my desk and was heading straight for my foot. I somehow saw the movement out of the (bottom?) corner of my eye and shot backwards, screamed like Ethan saw Hillary Clinton, then killed it. I'm not normally a pussy, but this thing was locked onto me or something.
Going back to work.
So much for sleeping tonight.
I hate spiders because it's fucking impossible to tell which direction they are about to move, how quickly they move, and when they are about to jump.
I used to be less chicken shit when I was little though, I had a pet spider that I named Renfield because he ate other spiders..