Normally, I’m pretty chill when it comes to creepy crawlies, flying bugs, etc. Spiders are cute in some ways. All insects? I’m indifferent to them… But when it comes to motherfucking bees or wasps. I will lose my shit. I don’t care if they’re just minding their own business and crawling around in my house, the second I see one, those bitches are DEAD.
I just had a traumatic experience in which a wasp was spotted on the top of my staircase. In a panic, I grabbed a piano book and dropped it on there and refused to touch it.