I found a spider in the refrigerator this morning. Alive, and apparently not at all concerned that he (she?) was living in utter darkness and extreme cold. I of course, relieved him of his post (Yes people, I killed him), and went along with the rest of my morning without the slightest of remorse.
I do have to wonder how in the world he got in there. We don't exactly leave the door open for any length of time that would allow for a spider to get in. Unless the spider was sitting by the crack of the door, waiting to get into the dark and the cold.
Yeah, I know it's stupid. But it's Friday and my mind is fried.