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GOOD NIGHT. SLEEP tight. And don't let the bedbugs bite." Remember that lovely saying? I used to hear and say that quote a lot when I was a child, and I said it plenty of times as an adult. I used to think it was a joke - something cute to say - even to my daughter. BUT NO MORE FOLKS! I don't know about other countries but in these here United States we have been inundated with bedbugs. For the past couple of years I have been hearing how fine hotels, airplanes, taxis, buses, restaurants, libraries and thrift/antique stores have been infested with these creatures. Just the other day, while riding on the bus, I saw one. I had already taken my seat, in the rear, of the bus when a woman and child, walking behind me, was about to sit across from me. She snappishly prohibited the youngster from sitting on the seat because she spotted a bug crawling on the seat. Immediately I jumped up out of my seat to take a closer look. Upon further inspection and from my memory of viewing what bedbugs look like on the internet, I quickly assessed that it was one. Some are a reddish color, others gray. Rumor has it that once you get them you have to damn near get rid of every single article you own - even furniture - to eradicate the infestation, or hire an exterminator and even that holds no promise that all will be killed. Bedbugs don't just live in filth. You can have the cleanest house on the planet and still have bedbugs, so don't think they only thrive in squalor. I think they prefer material made of cloth because they can't cling to plastic. And I heard that if you stand close to someone with bedbugs on them they can hop - almost like fleas - on to you. Creepy!!!!! Needless to say I stood up my entire bus ride. However, before leaving I glanced at the bus number perchance I would board that bus in the future, I shall quickly get the hell off. Well, dare I say it? Yes folks! Good night. Sleep tight. And please, for heavens sake, DON'T LET THE BEDBUGS BITE!!!!!! Cheers!!
