I so have to share what happened to me yesterday with you. If you didn’t know, I work in commercial property management. My maintenance staff is working on some other projects at another site right now, so I am running the show all by myself. Today’s task was tackling some wasps nests.
I’m not crazy about bugs, but I am not the kind of girl who is going to run screaming from them like the village idiot or anything. I get to the nest location and proceed to spray at those creepy flying insects. The wasps died on contact. SCORE for me! I wait a few minutes and proceed to try and knock the wasps nest down with a pole. The nest falls and I can’t find it. I’m frantically looking all over the ground, trying to figure out where in the world this nest could be when I catch a glimpse of it…. IN MY BRA!
Dude, I was wearing a dress that isn’t even low cut! I have no clue how this happened. To make matters worse, there were people outside who were watching me. I’m thinking to myself “DO NOT FREAK OUT, DO NOT FREAK OUT!”while simultaneously wondering how I am going to get this nest of wasp larvae and pesticide out of my bra without calling attention to myself.
Oh the exciting life I lead. I finally walked away and removed the nest when I was out of view from the general public.
You better believe I had quite the story to tell when I got home from work.
1 comment:
The wasps were trying to tell you to immortalize them by making the nest into a necklace! Or they were trying to eat your heart out. One of those two.
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