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Cri-cri-crickets *twitch*
15 years ago
Was watching an old episode (09-23-2001) of the Funday Pawpet Show just now and almost had my nervous twitch come back on me. Last time I had it I was working for Dunkin Donuts. Why would watching my absolute favorite show cause me to twitch? For, about, fifteen seconds they played a cricket chirping. Yeah, to some it's irritating, to others soothing, to most it means a joke fell flat. To me? Mind-numbing insanity.
When I was just entering my teens I moved into the converted cellar of our house, submerged on three sides in the ground it was always warm in the winter and cool in the summer (Heat sync or some-such, I think a friend called it). Aside from needing a dehumidifier during humid days, conditions were perfect down there. Sadly, perfection turned out to be the worst possible thing.
Every winter, after the first freeze I'd start hearing chirping noises coming from somewhere in the basement. It was a cricket, and a loud one at that. The damn thing would start chirping every night around the time I started going to bed (I know, crickets are nocturnal). Well, I'd end up awake for an hour, or more, longer because the infernal chirping made it impossible to keep from wanting to hunt down the little bastard and rip off it's legs. There were nights I'd actually scream at it (oh other dis/advantage of the cellar was it was near sound proof) to scare it into shutting up for about ten to twenty seconds.
Now, I said I'd only ever hear the one cricket since the sound came from the same side of the room EVERY time. There were days where I would catch it in the open and actually kill it and get one or two days of blissful silence at night. Then the chirping would start up...again. Like an idiot, I thought there was only one. It would start anew a few days later and I'd be back at screaming at the thing again to shut up. I think I actually started crying once just because I was so fed up with the fact that the thing was bent on driving me nuts. To this day, I can't listen to crickets chirping without a tick or twitch going off.
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When I was just entering my teens I moved into the converted cellar of our house, submerged on three sides in the ground it was always warm in the winter and cool in the summer (Heat sync or some-such, I think a friend called it). Aside from needing a dehumidifier during humid days, conditions were perfect down there. Sadly, perfection turned out to be the worst possible thing.
Every winter, after the first freeze I'd start hearing chirping noises coming from somewhere in the basement. It was a cricket, and a loud one at that. The damn thing would start chirping every night around the time I started going to bed (I know, crickets are nocturnal). Well, I'd end up awake for an hour, or more, longer because the infernal chirping made it impossible to keep from wanting to hunt down the little bastard and rip off it's legs. There were nights I'd actually scream at it (oh other dis/advantage of the cellar was it was near sound proof) to scare it into shutting up for about ten to twenty seconds.
Now, I said I'd only ever hear the one cricket since the sound came from the same side of the room EVERY time. There were days where I would catch it in the open and actually kill it and get one or two days of blissful silence at night. Then the chirping would start up...again. Like an idiot, I thought there was only one. It would start anew a few days later and I'd be back at screaming at the thing again to shut up. I think I actually started crying once just because I was so fed up with the fact that the thing was bent on driving me nuts. To this day, I can't listen to crickets chirping without a tick or twitch going off.
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