Who Let the Cockroach In?

I think it was me!! I opened the door to see how hot and humid it was to do some late night spray-painting on our patio. I am hoping that is when the little bugger came flying in. I found him above my head on the cabinet while finishing up the dishes. Smacking him with the fly swatter didn't work so I smooshed him with it, drug him across the cupboard where he was trying to escape, and he landed in a dirty sippy cup on the counter. I quickly turned on the garbage disposal and down he went to his grinding grave!! If I see another one I will seek pest control from the complex's office. Just glad Jacob was sleeping because he would have wanted to keep it, even though he hates them worse than anyone.