Poetic Justice

For the past 2 weeks or so, I have been fighting off wasps. I work part time in a petrol station and the flying scum are quite fond of the bins and the cakes in the shop. Naturally I try and swat the little buggers with my workcap when I see them. I actually broke the strap on one of the caps becuase it hit off the side of a bin when I was trying to slay one of em. Anyway, today I was coming in to work or a few hours. I was talking to my boss as he was telling me to move the milk and the yogurt to the other cooler. I put on my cap and I felt a sharp pain. I took off my cap and a wasp flew out happy as Larry. My boss killed it though.

lol

But the sting hurt like hell. Napkins soaked in vinegar did the trick but now I smell like a bad fish n' chip.

Poetic juctice. A wasp hid in the cap I've been using to kill its brethren to sting me.

god i hate wasps.


okay. not all wasps >_>