Years ago, right after I had graduated college, I moved to Northern Virginia, near Washington, DC, and lived in an apartment with two roomies. The complex was HUGE, and parking was always a problem. I worked two jobs at the time, one of them at night, so I normally had to park quite a ways away from our building. No real problem, I got used to it.
One Friday evening, I had a rare night off, and was in the apt. watching TV. It was very early Spring, one of the first warmish nights, and a steady rain had been falling all evening.
I had forgotten something out in my car, which was parked down the hill of the parking lot and way on the other side. I don't remember what the forgotten object was now, but it was important enough that I decided to make the trek to retrieve it. So, being that it was warm, I took my keys and went outside as I was, no jacket or anything, and barefoot.
I was walking happily along, enjoying the first real taste of Spring, when I began to notice something funny-feeling beneath my feet. It was pitch-black outside, and with the parking lot lights reflected off the wet pavement, I really couldn't see much. Then, I came to an area that was better lit, and looked down...and around me..to realize that there were earthworms everywhere! I mean, a veritable SEA of earthworms, the big fat juicy kind, apparently also enjoying the warmth and the rain! I had been merrily walking all over them, and at that moment, I was so horrified that I almost screamed out loud! Not many things totally gross me out, but stepping on worms in bare feet crossed a line somewhere for me.
I trod extremely cautiously back to the apartment, and didn't even look at the bottom of my feet as I gingerly made my way to the bathtub to scrub them for about a half hour! Yeah, that was foul.
