i was in honolulu one week, and rented a car. my ex was showing me around, because she was from the island. she took me to this food joint and before i was even able to unbuckle my seat belt to get out of the car, the biggest cockroach i've ever seen, crawled out of the glove compartment and sprinted to the top of the dash board. my man points took a hit that night, because all i remember after that was trying to fight myself up out of that seat, slipping, and falling out of the passenger door onto the parking lot ground. the damn seat belt still had a hold of my foot.