They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery so here goes.
Ten Things You Don't Know About Me (and I'll understand if you never speak to me again after reading this)
10.I held (and still hold I think) the record in my old research lab for "Most Stings Received in a Single Day." I was out with my research assistant doing some fieldwork in the rain and the bees were less than impressed that we were intruding on their cozy little world and letting all the cold in. Michelle was fairly new and still leery of the bees. A bee got into her veil and stung her on the lip so she broke the cardinal rule of beekeeping and took her veil off. BAD BAD juju. One angry bee in your veil is a hell of a lot better than several thousand angry bees outside of your veil.
I literally had to tackle her and put her veil back on. Then I had to carry her to the truck, throw her in and drive her away someplace where we could recoup. What I hadn't realized was that during all of this I'd been standing really close to the entrance of the hive and my bee suit had come untucked from my boots.
When I finally got the girl calmed down I felt a lot of activity in my pants, and not the good kind either. I had to very slowly get out of the truck and shut the door because Michelle was still freaking out a bit.
Long story short I couldn't even see all the stingers in my leg and couldnt take them all out until we got back to the lab. Final count? 65 stings on my left leg and left buttock, and two very memorable stings on Mr. happy.
Michelle only got the one sting on her lip.
Jeez, that was only one thing. I'll have to do the other nine some other time.
Coming soon, NUMBER 9!!!
Ten Things You Don't Know About Me (and I'll understand if you never speak to me again after reading this)
10.I held (and still hold I think) the record in my old research lab for "Most Stings Received in a Single Day." I was out with my research assistant doing some fieldwork in the rain and the bees were less than impressed that we were intruding on their cozy little world and letting all the cold in. Michelle was fairly new and still leery of the bees. A bee got into her veil and stung her on the lip so she broke the cardinal rule of beekeeping and took her veil off. BAD BAD juju. One angry bee in your veil is a hell of a lot better than several thousand angry bees outside of your veil.
I literally had to tackle her and put her veil back on. Then I had to carry her to the truck, throw her in and drive her away someplace where we could recoup. What I hadn't realized was that during all of this I'd been standing really close to the entrance of the hive and my bee suit had come untucked from my boots.
When I finally got the girl calmed down I felt a lot of activity in my pants, and not the good kind either. I had to very slowly get out of the truck and shut the door because Michelle was still freaking out a bit.
Long story short I couldn't even see all the stingers in my leg and couldnt take them all out until we got back to the lab. Final count? 65 stings on my left leg and left buttock, and two very memorable stings on Mr. happy.
Michelle only got the one sting on her lip.
Jeez, that was only one thing. I'll have to do the other nine some other time.
Coming soon, NUMBER 9!!!
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take care and good luck.
can you develop an allergy from getting stung that many times?
i hope you are starting with worst to good! ; )