Why are they always in the corner?

Okay, we are still at the hotel, but the house is coming along very nicely. Hopefully Wednesday night.

I was in the bathroom this morning, Sam and Emlyn both still asleep.

Look over in a corner and what appears before my eyes? Nope, not Santa. A huge brown spider!

I grab a wad of toilet paper. I work up the courage, position myself just right, work up the courage and go in for the kill.

What happens next...well...a million, did I say million, I mean billion tiny baby spiders run all over! Of course at this point I scream. Then, grab my hair spray to slow them down so I can catch them. Sam then came to see if I was okay, and went back to bed.

Then I got them all cleaned up and flushed the toilet....and well....needed a plunger. So, I came out got on some pants and a t-shirt went and snagged the maintenance guy as he was on his way out for a smoke and got a plunger. I confessed to using excess toilet paper to kill a spider, and well, he laughed, said it probably got under the door.

Why....I ask you why...are they always in the corner?