There was a wasp on my bus this evening.
I’m not a fan of wasps. I’m not scared of them as such, and certainly not in the flapping, yelping running-away style so many seem fond of. I subscribe to the school of thought that says if you stay still and ignore them they will eventually go way.
*touch wood* I have never been stung by a wasp yet. *touch wood*
Unfortunately, certain of my fellow passengers today were fans of the flapping, yelping and running away persuasion. They were also fans of screeching, giggling, and moving seats whenever the wasp came near them. One lady was fond of bellowing “git away” in a deep Caribbean accent and striking out violently in the wasp’s direction. Because trapping a vicious, spiteful insect in a metal box them making it angry is such a great idea!
At the end of the day, no-one got stung. But that didn’t stop me from leaving the bus in town and walking to the station. Never mind the wasp, I had to escape my fellow passengers!