So I was on the train the other day...
…and
there was a bee on the train. The fun in the story was how no one
noticed until it was too late. Then, predictably, all hell broke loose. People were
ducking, dodging, holding their breath. Motherfuckers were doing anything and everything except fanning at it. No one was trying to fan it because no one wanted to piss it off.
Before
it was "shoo-ed" off the train, the bee managed to land on one guy's lip.
Immediately, a hush fell over the car. Like a "Mexican Standoff,"
everyone wanted to see who would make the first move. He let out a barely audible
"Help me!" and everyone within earshot responded with some variation
of, "Hmm...no.
Not much we can do now, buddy. Sorry." Luckily for this guy, the bee
broke the standoff and everyone let out a huge sigh of relief.
Before he exited, one passenger remarked to this guy, "Look at it this way, now you've got a story for your grand-kids."
Wait, Beeeess??!!! or Beads???!!!!
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You know, shit like this is exactly why people piss me off. It's a freaking bee for Christ's sake. Ignore it and go about your business. It's not like it has some personal vendetta and is coming directly for you alone. If you're allergic, I get it. Otherwise all these fools overreact about EVERYTHING.
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