Please be warned that things are not as they seem.
The miserable vermin that I speak of here is a cockroach. And yes, you might say, “But my boss is a cockroach!” and I am sure you have your reasons for such strong convictions. But nevertheless, I mean the creature with the six insecticide legs, the creepy glare and the dirty shade of dark brown plastic skin.
My cousins and I have occasionally seen this particular pest strolling about on our kitchen counter. One cousin (Rina) even had the misfortune of seeing him do the backstroke in her cup of milo. I thought it was hilarious until of course, I caught him snacking on my sandwich. Nobody messes with my triple deck smoked chicken and cheese sandwich. This was WAR!!!
So I laid a trap for our little ‘friend’ and used some soft chocolate chip cookie as bait. For 3 days, he made no appearance. In fact two poor lizards got trapped and died instead. Only after I disposed of the trap, did he make his presence known again, gallivanting on the kitchen counters. That was the last straw! Time for Plan B: Extermination.
I enlisted another cousin’s (Ashi) help and we came up with the notice below. It has now turned personal and we needed all the support we could get!
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