Arachnophobia — A Gender Thing?
I was in the bath, towelling my hair prior to getting out, when a thing dropped from the towel into the water.
I leapt out — Aaaagh! — and flung away the towel. I know spiders don’t come in packs, but who thinks rationally when sharing a bath with an eight-legged monster from hell?
My shriek brought my knight-in-shining-armor to my rescue. He pushed past, carefully scooped up the…