Bees are evil.
There is no food in my house. This is a regular occurrence anyway, but even more so with wedding craziness coming to a head. So I decided to go get lunch on the boulevard. I bought my food, and I'm heading home, rocking out to some Foreigner with my windows down because my A/C fan is broken.
When SMACK a wasp runs right into my chest. I do not like insects, particularly wasps and bees. I've never been stung and I would really like to keep it that way. Bee bounces off me and lands on my dash. It's kind of curled like it's dying and it falls somewhere. I don't know where it's gone and I'm trying to find it on the floor to stomp on. Meanwhile I'm still traveling at 40mph down the boulevard with lunchtime traffic around me. Mr. Wasp reappears on my dash and mirror. Trying to remain calm, I swing over to the right hand lane so I can turn into a jewelry store parking lot.
I stop the car crooked in the lot and jump out, meanwhile the construction workers across the street are giving me odd looks. I open all the doors and windows, hoping Mr. Wasp will fly out. I lose sight of him, but I think I caught a glimpse of him crawling into an open space between my door and dash. I wait a couple more minutes, and determine that when the door shuts it covers the hole. I'm safe, right?
So I hop back in my car, still being extremely paranoid. I make it about 3 more minutes before Mr. Wasp crawls out of one of my air vents and charges at my face. I quickly whip into someone's driveway, meanwhile my hubcap rolls off into their yard. WTF. I hop out and open all the doors again trying to coax Mr. Wasp out. The poor lady who lives in the house is trying to leave and my car is blocking her. She becomes my hero by coming over and brushing the bee off my back door. I sheepishly toss my hubcap in my front seat and gtfo(with all my windows up, thank you very much).
Funny thing is this isn't the first time I've been assaulted by one of these bastards. I was getting on the highway about a month ago when a bumble bee slammed into the side of my head. It was knocked out twitching on my passenger seat the entire ride home while I clung to my door.
I HATE BEES.
Then I was backing out of my driveway to go get my face ripped off for my sister's wedding when another one of my hubcaps rolled off. I didn't notice until I ran it over -__-;
When SMACK a wasp runs right into my chest. I do not like insects, particularly wasps and bees. I've never been stung and I would really like to keep it that way. Bee bounces off me and lands on my dash. It's kind of curled like it's dying and it falls somewhere. I don't know where it's gone and I'm trying to find it on the floor to stomp on. Meanwhile I'm still traveling at 40mph down the boulevard with lunchtime traffic around me. Mr. Wasp reappears on my dash and mirror. Trying to remain calm, I swing over to the right hand lane so I can turn into a jewelry store parking lot.
I stop the car crooked in the lot and jump out, meanwhile the construction workers across the street are giving me odd looks. I open all the doors and windows, hoping Mr. Wasp will fly out. I lose sight of him, but I think I caught a glimpse of him crawling into an open space between my door and dash. I wait a couple more minutes, and determine that when the door shuts it covers the hole. I'm safe, right?
So I hop back in my car, still being extremely paranoid. I make it about 3 more minutes before Mr. Wasp crawls out of one of my air vents and charges at my face. I quickly whip into someone's driveway, meanwhile my hubcap rolls off into their yard. WTF. I hop out and open all the doors again trying to coax Mr. Wasp out. The poor lady who lives in the house is trying to leave and my car is blocking her. She becomes my hero by coming over and brushing the bee off my back door. I sheepishly toss my hubcap in my front seat and gtfo(with all my windows up, thank you very much).
Funny thing is this isn't the first time I've been assaulted by one of these bastards. I was getting on the highway about a month ago when a bumble bee slammed into the side of my head. It was knocked out twitching on my passenger seat the entire ride home while I clung to my door.
I HATE BEES.
Then I was backing out of my driveway to go get my face ripped off for my sister's wedding when another one of my hubcaps rolled off. I didn't notice until I ran it over -__-;