TizzytheTormentor said:
Stomping on something that can't hurt you in the slightest really aggravates me, you may not like them, but stomping on them because they are "icky" is a terrible excuse.
I always let them out if they are in my way, otherwise I let them keep doing what they are doing, they are not hurting anyone, just trying to get by.
My sis screamed to the top of her lungs when a daddy long legs was next to her and she asked me to get rid of it, seriously, I get being scared, but calm down, the spider isn't going to rape you.
The venomous ones however, you are in direct danger if they see you as a threat, so kill them if you find no other way to avoid them.
I am also one of the few people that find the beady eyes and little legs of spider cute.
EDIT: They also kill flies, flies are way more fucking annoying than spiders can ever be, at least spiders don't try to piss you off every second they live.
Do you have any phobias? It's no joke and it's not something that gets a measured response.
A spider came down on the passenger window of my sisters car while she was driving and, under pure instinct, I yelped and jerked away almost forcing my sister off the road. Luckily we were driving slowly. The spider got squished. I'm sorry it was either him or me and my sister and potentially some random passerby.
I have a severe phobia of spiders which has also blessed/cursed me with superhuman sensitivity to there presence. I see the critters long before anyone else does. I have paranoia induced habits such as scanning the corners and crevices of a room as I enter. The first thing I do when entering a new locations is, completely unconsciously, is do a quick glance at the intersections of the walls with the floor and ceiling (since spiders love those areas to navigate).
Now, I'm not on some blood thirsty hunt to wipe them out. They are fine if they stay in corners I never visit... but if they are on the floor in my way or in my room before I go to sleep then they have to go. On that I can't bring myself to come close to them. The closer they get to bare flesh or my face the worse this aversion is.
Catching them between a cup and a sheet or coaster is not an option for me. Most are too fast and I freak out when they move. The slower ones are usually too large and I can't even be in the same room as them and have to get someone else to deal with them.
With all that said... I prefer not to kill them. I'm fascinated with them. I consume huge amounts of media related to spiders. I am fixated on my fear. But it falls on practicality and my own well being. I need to sleep and use the bathroom, if a spider is causing me enough stress as to prevent either of those it must go and the gentle nature lover side of me is superseded by need to piss &/ shit or the need for sleep.
I already suffer from relatively severe anxiety related issues and spiders can and do affect this, sometimes even causing panic attacks if I'm already in a particularly poor state.
It's not a black and white moral decision for some. It's also quite humiliating being a full grown adult and shrieking when seeing a tiny thumb nailed sized spider landing on your shoulder. But I have to live with this, as do many phobia sufferers, as all forms of phobia therapies have failed me (and that hands on shit made me FAR worse).