Apis Mellifera

aka {BEES}

i hate them. 

Growing up I didn't get stung by a bee until my later childhood years. I always bragged that bee's just left me alone. After that first sting (technically 6 stings) by a hornet under the trampoline. I have despised and feared them. 


I think that day started my hatred toward anything puncturing my skin. (example: NEEDLES) 


Today at work, there was a bee. 


It hovered in my station for most of the last hour of my shift. 


In that last hour I 

• Squealed like six year old 12 times.
• Knocked my keyboard off my desk
• Ran out of my cubicle 3 times.
• Had to tell the every person I was on the phone with there was a bee in the office because I kept making awkward noises.

It was quite the work day. Louis (the operations coordinator) came to my rescue with a container of hand satanizing wipes.

I have no IDEA what he was thinking.

 I was glad the bee hid when he came. I don't trust that Lou would have killed him, but rather pissed him off so he would KILL me!

Needless to say, I survived the bee today. I just hope he is gone tomorrow!