There’s a Flycatcher Spider in My House, The Only Type Of Spider That I Tolerate Indoors…I Call Him Gavin…

The boy called him Steve yesterday and I said “No, his name is Gavin because of that boy who pretended to be Spiderman”. I lived in an apartment complex with upstairs balconies that had metal railings around them. One morning Gavin was pretending to be Spider-Man….He had a railroad spike with a rope tied to it and was throwing it up to the rails trying to hook it so he could climb up. It made a loud bang each time. I told Gavin that it was dangerous and it could bounce back down and hit him in the head and injure him. He kept doing it till a neighbor woman came out and shrieked “How would you like it if I did that in front of your apartment?” So he left. Gavin was a very simple boy with thick glasses and blonde hair.