There is a spider in my kitchen. I have given it a very polite talking to, explaining in detail why I would really like it to move on, that it has outstayed it's welcome and it should really seek alternate accommodation. It is preventing me from accessing my bin and has not sought appropriate planning permission for it's large web.
It has refused point-blank to move. I think it has identified me as a soft-touch and is planning to leech free accommodation off me for the forseable future just because it knows that I am too kindhearted to hoover it up and too scared to touch it.
Eight-legged little fucker
AIBU?