Yes folks it is true. I woke up this morning and heard the buzzing behind the blinds. Then I felt the overwhelming sensation of both fear and anger that I have not felt since last September. Where in the hell are these F-ers coming from? What is the first thing that I did? Oh that's right I called my sister. There I am scared out of my mind hiding under my comforter with a 25 foot range wasp spray in my hand talking to my sister in Pittsburgh. No seriously what was she going to do? I never can decide which scares me least: killing the wasp by hand, or using the spray to kill it and one day get lung cancer because the shit is so potent. Yes...I have thought about those pesky little bastards in depth. I have a fear, get off my back. Needless to say, I was late to work and no one believed me when I said it was because there was a HUGE wasp in my apartment. Damn those White Anglo-Saxon Protestants.
I've decided to added an old picture of one so you can feel my fear too - I would have taken a new one with my digital camera...but lemme mention this again - it got stolen. Yes, I am bitter.
Ok...back to work :)
1 comment:
Ewww....it's the black and yellow kind. That's not good. GO for the lung cancer, every time...it's way better than getting stung! BTW, when I got off the phone I told my friends, "That was my sister...she has a WASP in her apartment and she's scared." My friend says, "Well, do you wnat me to watch Ryan so you can go help her?" Sure...but I won't be back for like four days!
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