Fruit flies can go to hell

I think I may have found something I hate more than sugar ants: FRUIT FLIES.

When I was in middle school, I had the chance to build a contained compost heap, so to speak. I built it out of 2-liter soda bottles filled with differing "floors" rotting matter. I was sure I'd messed up, because although the food was decomposing beautifully (wehhh), there seemed to be no other developments ... until someone tapped the bottle and a TSUNAMI WALL OF FRUIT FLIES filled every empty space in the plastic bottles. I was both triumphant and horrified.

It was like

And now, I am fine with fruit flies when they were contained. I am fine with fruit flies when they seem to find my cubicle at work fairly entertaining, before realizing there is nothing hospitable about my workspace. I keep my shit rot-free, thankyouverymuch.

I was fine with fruit flies, until they BROKE INTO MY HOUSE ... apartment ... whatever. And now when I'm checking my email, making a sandwich, going to the bathroom. To make it clear, I live in a studio apartment, so space is fairly limited. I'm not dealing with a swarm or a cloud or anything. Just 3 at most, I know it. But I can't catch and kill them for the life of me.

I've resorted to making a tape glove, so that maybe if I do make contact with a godforsaken fruit fly, IT WILL BE TRAPPED.
 

I saw one on the train this weekend and nearly lost my mind. Summer go 'way.