Life is often about balance. Today in town I had a tricky 3-way to juggle:

  1. Keep my KFC Double Down away from a very determined and persistent wasp
  2. Not swat wasp away so as to avoid being stung, but equally not kill the wasp
  3. Not look like a tit dancing around in the middle of the town square swaying my arms around like a weirdo

I think I pretty much failed on the third one, and discovered I’d splatted myself with sauce during my moving from the bench to the steps on another side of the town square. I didn’t see where the wasp went off to in the end but thankfully it did give up. I even stayed still where it originally found me and held my food pouch that had a bit of sauce and KFC coating on – noooooo, the wasp tried to settle on my chicken. Killing the thing was never going to cross my mind – I was outside. How has a wasp not got the right to be outside with me? But I’ve never seen one so fucking determined – it kept trying to get the chicken all the way to the other side of the square. Jesus. And yes people were looking. Oh well. Wasp lived, and I got to finish my chicken – we’re all happy.

Published by InsanityDaily

I'm a gamer. I'm a coaster. I am happy in general. We're all born by chance and we're all gonna die. That makes me no better or worse than you. Get over that fact and we'll probably get along. I comment on the Google news feed a lot. Oh, and I swear quite a lot.

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