Today, there was a wasp walking around on the living room floor. Before someone stepped on it, I carefully scooped it up with a piece of paper and set it free outside. It felt good doing this simple act of kindness.
An hour later, as I sat here typing away, the bottom of my foot started to burn--REALLY burn. "What the f@#$!" I blurted out. I looked down I to see the wasp stinging the bottom of my foot. It evidently came back in when the social worker arrived.
I set him free, he comes back and stings me. How is that for irony? I wonder what would have befallen me if I had squashed the little bugger....
An hour later, as I sat here typing away, the bottom of my foot started to burn--REALLY burn. "What the f@#$!" I blurted out. I looked down I to see the wasp stinging the bottom of my foot. It evidently came back in when the social worker arrived.
I set him free, he comes back and stings me. How is that for irony? I wonder what would have befallen me if I had squashed the little bugger....
Ungrateful wasp! I love your attitude though..wondering what would have happened had you squashed it...Many people would be saying, "should have squashed the bugger."
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