Why Spiders Just Want To Paint

Spiders Just Want to Paint During the past summer I helped paint a few murals on the old wooden green doors down at the Freight House Farmers’ Market. Along with fifteen other apprentices, I painted for four hours a day, four days a week. It was an easy schedule, nothing too taxing. The sixteen of us all found a few small problems every now and then during the painting process. After holding a palette in one hand for an hour or two in the chilly morning air, my hand became frozen and rigid. Several minutes would have to pass before my hand could even move in the slightest. Another (obvious) problem we had was the paint. It was messy, musty, and awkward to clean. Since the work site was considered a historic site, we were told to be very careful when handling the acrylic paint. Of course, with wobbling legs and stiff hands, paint spills were inevitable. I know my painting partner and I …show more content…
Since I didn’t really talk to Parker, I didn’t stop to ask him what he was doing. I just walked past him, thinking he was trying to do some sort of artsy hipster thing. Minutes later, he showed our boss and me a video of his shoe, or to be more accurate, what was in his shoe. It’s probably obvious what I’m going to say next. What he found in his shoe was a spider. It wasn’t just any old spider; it was a huge spider. The little beast was approximately the size of my palm. Granted, I have small hands, but that spider was still large compared to all the other spiders I had encountered before. The arachnid was alive, and it had somehow managed to stay lodged in Parker’s shoe the entire time it took him to drive down to the Freight House. Thankfully, it stayed put where Parker had deposited it, so we all got to gape at it from a safe