Crickets

There is something here that they call crickets. They look more like a cross between a cricket and grasshopper to me and they have what almost appears to be a stinger on their bums.
They are not noisy like mid-west crickets and are much lighter colored... and STUPID.
They fly, at the speed of light. (and usually toward light) then they hit the wall (at warp speed), fall to the floor and die. Then they rot and stink... and the ants LOVE to eat them. They are bad in town but apparently much worse, at the jobsite. Yesterday they were so bad at the power plant, that the guys had to tape their jeans to their socks, so that the critters did not go up.
It is a daily job trying to get the dead bodies out of the garage...

such fun!