The roaches in LA are huge. Like, obnoxiously huge. Like tropical Asia huge (reference). I live in downtown LA, right across from Pershing Square. Pershing Square is supposed to be a park, but mostly ends up being a sleeping area for the local homeless population and a place for protests to gather. If you’ve never been to LA, LA is a lot different than other cities. Downtown LA is NOT the pride and joy of the city. Sure there are a ton of office buildings and hotels, but depending on your location, downtown can be a not very nice place to live.
My location, across from Pershing Square park AND Metro station puts me in one of the undesirable areas of downtown. The bonus piece is the automatic public toilet right outside of the metro station, which seems to be abused as a den of drug use and other questionable, illegal activities.
Anyway, what I’m trying to say is it’s dirty. And when it’s warm and dirty year-round, what happens? That’s right, roaches. They are everywhere. These aren’t your average, run of the mill roaches. These roaches have evolved. They don’t scurry away when they see you coming. LA roaches stand their ground. LA roaches hang out in the daylight with no problems. LA roaches fly. You’ll be standing at the corner, waiting for the light to change, and the roaches are waiting with you. That’s right, they have evolved enough to use the crosswalks. These roaches must have seen Rocky in the 80s and felt like they could make something of themselves.
I’m not really sure where I’m going with this blog post. But, roaches. UGH. Been here 2 months now and I still can’t get used to them. Our apartment building is full of children, apparently. They like to leave food waste in the halls and when something won’t fit in the trash chute, instead of taking it down to the dumpster they leave it in the hallway. THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS!! My building has a roach problem. We have roach proofed our apartment with weather stripping under the door, diatomaceous earth under the appliances and under the sink, roach motels, etc. We keep our apartment as clean as possible. No food is left out overnight and all open food packages go into the fridge. The unfortunate reality of roaches though, is, if your neighbors have them, well, you’re screwed. The people who lived here before us must have let a few adult roaches in because we had a couple of eggs, which is what we’re dealing with now (and that is fortunately easy, because the only roaches we’re killing are babies and once they’re all dead we should be good). But, in a place like this, sometimes they’ll just get in, whether they climb up through the drains or sneak in while you’re carrying groceries or something. From what I can tell from talking to other people who have lived in LA, roaches are just a fact of life here.
You know where else roaches are a fact of life? Florida/the south. People will tell you, “Oh, we have ‘palmetto bugs.’” Mofo, no you don’t. You have ROACHES. The term “palmetto bug” was invented so people didn’t have to fully realize the reality of living with flying roaches. At least LA isn’t deluded in THAT regard.
Some day I’ll get used to it. Some day. In the mean time, I’m too grossed out to squish any roaches larger than the babies. They’re just so huge.