Roaches in dishwashers! Roaches in kitchen drawers! Roaches playing hide-'n'-seek!
I was fascinated by the stories that cropped up in the Cascade Platinum thread, and felt the genre deserved a home of its own. Tell us your most disgusting roach/vermin stories (don't worry, we won't judge....much, LOL).
My house, fortunately, is a roach-free zone; but I do have an entry for the books.
A lifelong friend was returning to Minnesota after a decade in Sacramento, CA. I flew there to help with a yard sale and the big move. She lived on a block full of duplexes and roaches were a continous problem that required monthly visits from the exterminator. Knowing she was moving (and being short of funds) the exterminator was eliminated during the final month. You can imagine the result. With nearly everything sold or packed, we lived on toast and cereal during the final 48 hours. The morning of the move I got up, made coffee, and decided a couple of slices of toast would hit the spot. I dropped the bread in the slots, pressed the lever and....a half-dozen roaches came scurrying out of the top of the toaster! It was something straight out of a horror film and an image that remains seared into my memory a good fifteen years later.

I was fascinated by the stories that cropped up in the Cascade Platinum thread, and felt the genre deserved a home of its own. Tell us your most disgusting roach/vermin stories (don't worry, we won't judge....much, LOL).
My house, fortunately, is a roach-free zone; but I do have an entry for the books.
A lifelong friend was returning to Minnesota after a decade in Sacramento, CA. I flew there to help with a yard sale and the big move. She lived on a block full of duplexes and roaches were a continous problem that required monthly visits from the exterminator. Knowing she was moving (and being short of funds) the exterminator was eliminated during the final month. You can imagine the result. With nearly everything sold or packed, we lived on toast and cereal during the final 48 hours. The morning of the move I got up, made coffee, and decided a couple of slices of toast would hit the spot. I dropped the bread in the slots, pressed the lever and....a half-dozen roaches came scurrying out of the top of the toaster! It was something straight out of a horror film and an image that remains seared into my memory a good fifteen years later.
