So I showed Angela, my landlord, the weevils this morning. I even presented her with a bag of about 30 of them that I picked up in 10 minutes last night.
She is, to say the least, very surprised at the situation (neither she nor her mother have weevils), and is a little dubious at my supposition that they're coming through the walls and radiator. She has given me some Raid, which I am in the process of testing in my pantry.
My job, because my English is better, is to find out what these creatures are and what it will take to get rid of them. Calling pest control is useless, because they just want to come and see for themselves and charge millions of dollars. So I am taking the academic approach and I have emailed professors from three universities across North America.
The first attack has been laid. More tactical information is needed before the next assault wave can take place.
So now we wait.
Posted by Ally at December 13, 2007 09:47 AMI'm actually finding this whole drama quite enthralling. Although, I'm also convinced that you could talk about styrofoam decomposing over 100 years and it would be equally as interesting. (That's a compliment, even though it sounds like it isn't.)
Posted by: Chelle at December 13, 2007 12:43 PMYou emailed professors about your weevil infestation? Really?
Really?
Posted by: Travis at December 13, 2007 03:09 PMOf course. Professors know EVERYTHING.
Posted by: Alio at December 13, 2007 09:18 PM