Wasps Get in the House

LDC: http://tinyurl.com/nld8s9b

Peed on a wasp's nest, got stung on genitals. Painful laugh! (Didn't read the "why I like them" half, just the funny first part.)

Every summer, many wasps will get in this hundred-year-old concrete barn we call our house. They get in somewhere, somehow, despite all the holes I've plugged. (How bad is it? Leaving the front screen door ajar for the pets to get in and out hasn't really affected the inside-wasp numbers much.)

Family and friends know not to panic when there's a wasp buzzing around the room. Unprovoked, ordinary wasps ignore us. When someone doesn't know to just be quiet, it's cruelly amusing to see them get up, panicked, running around, and, yes, zap! getting stung. Every. Time.

Wasps are smart. I stupidly reached into an old broken gas light one day, and a resident mud dauber building a nest in there let me know my hand was in the wrong place by just touching me with the stinger - not really stung, no poison. I was impressed. And suddenly wiser.

Good thing I didn't pee in it!