I hate spiders. I'm not exactly scared of them, there's just something about them that irritates my mind. I can't sleep if I know there is one in the room, though. I've seen
Arachnophobia, I know what the little buggers get up to. lol.
In any case, if I see one - no matter how big or small - as I'm lying in bed, I kind of want to treat it like Hudson treated the facehugger in Aliens (the one that Newt had pinned with the desk...somehow). I know some people like them and even treat the damn things as pets, but how the hell can you like or trust anything that can operate eight legs, see though as many eyes, and still move as fast as they do?