There’s something about a peaceful lakeside vacation that makes you a bit more reflective about the mundane. Every day me and my colleagues think about pests in some form or another as part of our jobs – pests in homes, bedbugs in hotels, stinging insects at a picnic, the list goes on and on. But as I watched my friends and family nurse mosquito bites we had received while fishing at dusk, I really started to think about how pervasive pests are.
Pests are not limited by season. Sure, here in the Northeast, pests are more visible during the spring and summer. Ants scurry in endless search of food; termites are busy caring for their colony queen, and millipedes are doing whatever millipedes do. In the early fall, we try to avoid stinging insects and survive October’s boxelder bugs that seem to appear out of nowhere. Even in the dead of winter, we’re mouse-proofing our homes while others battle the cockroach.
Pests are not limited by location or social class. They’re in the cleanest of homes and the dirtiest. They’re in budget motels and the swankiest of restaurants. Pests are not limited by economic health. In the words of our now-retired CEO, “The bugs don’t k know whether we’re in a recession or not.” When the economy is good, pests are there. When the economy is bad, pests are still there.
And pests, as I was reminded this week, are not limited by going on vacation. Pests are the ultimate worker, always efficient and never on vacation.