I've had it!
This buggery fly is really starting to piss me off! Flying around my reception @ work, coming close to my face, as if to mock me.
All I want is to quietly sit here writing, reading, passing the time - and here is Mr. Fly buzzing about as if he owns the place.
I keep a rolled up magazine nearby in hopes of catching it and swatting it's body into
He's been here (on the 29th floor of a building, must have come in through the elevator following some stinky person) since yesterday.
Most bugs I won't kill, I like spiders, ants, hell even centipedes - but flies, fruitflies, cockroaches, horseflies, I wouldn't think twice about gruesomely murdering.
Submit to me, you evil fly!
update: the fly is dead.