I love tarantulas. My first-ever job was at a pet store and I used to let a large rose-hair chill with me at the register, crawling on my shoulder or head or whatever. Watching people coming in to buy dog food and shakily throwing their money in my direction was a bonus.
For this reason I still get uneasy feelings whenever I watch Home Alone and Kevin grabs the tarantula. There's a scene after it's on Joe Pesci where you can tell it got injured during the shoot because it's limping.