Back in 1966 I was taking out the trash. I felt an exrutiating pain on the top of one of my forearms and there was this gray jumping spider. They are the one spider I can’t tolerate to this day. They are also darned hard to kill. The way they move creeps me out.
But they are the one spider I will attempt to kill every time I see one.
When I was a kid naively tried to save a jumping spider from our bird bath and it bit me on the finger. It hurt pretty bad.