
1. Walk into your small one bedroom apartment, and set down your bags.
2. Mistake that faint buzzing for an inevitable sign of aging.
3. Scream and duck for cover when you realize it’s actually a huge, killer wasp that’s now nose-diving towards your head. No. Now is not the time to gloat that your hearing hasn’t failed you yet.
4. Army-crawl out of the living room.
5. Watch the killer wasp flit around your living room in fits of rage. Make sure you do this from the safety of your quasi-hallway, a full six feet away.
6. Call your live-in boyfriend. If he doesn’t pick up, don’t leave a message. There’s no time for messages. Call him at least 6 more times before you decide to break up with him.
7. Freeze. The angry wasp is flying towards you. Let your fear paralyze you.
8. SNAP OUT OF IT, WOMAN!
9. Take out your smart phone. No, you’re not calling your ex-boyfriend again.
10. Google “Hiw to jukk a waso.”
11. Curse your shaky, fat fingers!
12. Google “How to kill a wasp.”
13. Quickly skim a thread on “Best way to KILL WASPS indoors!!!!!?????” and make a mental note that five exclamation points and five question marks do not, in fact, do your predicament justice.
14. Find a feasible, contact-less strategy to immobilize the monster wasp: hairspray. BRILLIANT.
15. Grab hairspray from the bathroom and take off the cap.
16. Army-crawl back into the living room, armed with your hairspray, locked and loaded.
17. Squeal as the wasp takes another nose-dive towards your head.
18. Don’t shoot the hairspray, and let your fear paralyze you yet again, you pathetic asshat.
19. Throw open every single door in your apartment (two).
20. Retreat back to the relative safety of your hallway, ya big wuss.
21. Telepathically will the wasp to make an escape.
22. Congratulations. You telepathically will it to make itself at home on your ceiling, instead, moron.
23. The wasp doesn’t budge. That tricky little fucker thinks it can wait you out, doesn’t it? Well, little does it know, you once stood in line for almost three hours in thirty-degree weather to see a room full of Christmas lights for forty-five seconds. Show that wasp what’s up.
24. Wait.
25. Wait some more.
26. Crouch in your quasi-hallway with both doors still wide open. Keep your eyes on the wasp, your senses alert. Provide fodder for neighborly gossip.
27. Oh, NOW your ex-boyfriend calls you back. Look down to quickly silence your phone. You don’t want to anger the killer wasp anymore than it already is.
28. Look back up. You mustn’t lose track of your enemy’s location.
29. You lose track of your enemy’s location.
30. The wasp is nowhere to be seen. You are officially useless.
31. Cautiously close the doors. Go about the rest of your day. Get back together with your ex. Get ready for bed because, you tell yourself, he must have flown out one of the doors when you weren’t looking.
32. Sleep with one eye open for the rest of your life.
Charlene Cheung is a writer and producer from Los Angeles. In other words, a total cliché. You can find her not tweeting here.
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hemogoblins 122p · 577 weeks ago
EPWordsnatcher 126p · 577 weeks ago
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vmartinipie 113p · 577 weeks ago
Although this is missing the step where it buzzes with a terrifying, INCREDIBLY loud noise between window and Venetian blinds and sounds basically like one of the four horsewasps of the apocalypse.
littlehuntingcreek 135p · 577 weeks ago
robotneedslove 107p · 577 weeks ago
alex_geedee 125p · 577 weeks ago
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czargasm 124p · 577 weeks ago
Hot Sauce: Basically Good for Everything. Alternately, Hot Sauce: The Duct Tape of Food.
bobthebeau 77p · 577 weeks ago
Back when I lived in Missouri, a friend came over and commented on a new decoration I'd put up in the kitchen above the oven. I didn't think I'd put any such decorations in the kitchen and said so. We both paused and stared at the decoration in question before reaching the simultaneous conclusion that it was, in fact, a bat.
A man later came to capture this bat with a empty jar of Folger's instant coffee.
tekkah 115p · 577 weeks ago
literaltrousersnake · 577 weeks ago
cosmia 123p · 577 weeks ago
I STILL HAVE A HARD TIME FEELING RELAXED IN THAT RESTAURANT.
THIS WAS TWO YEARS AGO.
anninyn 124p · 577 weeks ago
By closing the living room door, putting a sign up saying 'wasp' and waiting for my husband to get home.
In my defense, I think I'm allergic.
miprisci 132p · 577 weeks ago
I kill fruit flies with extreme prejudice, though.
donkeywork 94p · 577 weeks ago
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madgehowlet 95p · 577 weeks ago
We had facilities come spray all the nests (yes, there were plural nests) last fall, but then a bunch of shrubs got cut back and revealed even more (currently empty but, you know) nests that'll need to be taken care of someday when it's not below freezing, if that ever happens.
YoungLeafedJune 122p · 577 weeks ago
shahea 103p · 577 weeks ago
renmunch 85p · 577 weeks ago
My husband usually runs away from wasps, but one time when he was waiting for a bus, he shut his eyes and waved the umbrella he was holding around and managed to kill one.
I don't know what we'd do if one got in the apartment. Probably rely on the cat.
deleted2845473 107p · 577 weeks ago
hearyoume 113p · 577 weeks ago
deleted5647547 126p · 577 weeks ago
Then again, mud dauber wasps congregate on my veranda en masse every single year, so gross smelly effective poison is a necessity to get out of my apartment sometimes. Last year they colonized my plastic porch chairs (OVER AND OVER, I kept killing the nests and they'd just build new ones) and I finally gave up and had to throw them away because they were TAINTED. Every summer it's me vs wasps. I sometimes win battles but I think I may never win the war. *smokes cigarette and gazes moodily into distance*
msk · 577 weeks ago
She's a bad-ass.
lemonadefish 112p · 577 weeks ago
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AmazingSandwich 109p · 577 weeks ago
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Es_Petal 120p · 577 weeks ago
icebergmama 113p · 577 weeks ago
my LIFE. stupid stubby fingers.
also No, you’re not calling your ex-boyfriend again.
this was so great and perfect.
Kae · 547 weeks ago
I don't know how he knew I was naked and vulnerable. But it happened.
10 minutes, Conditioner in the eye, a Swiffer, flipflop, and half a can of hairspray later-
I WON, I WON MOTHERFUCKER.
Without the help of the giggling asshole on my couch, who is never getting laid again.
jessfedup · 546 weeks ago
Shea · 525 weeks ago
Westwardho · 513 weeks ago
So now I'm just drinking heavily until my husband, who can handle this shit, is home. I keep looking at the floor to see if the wasp is making an escape oh god
Andreea · 505 weeks ago
I had a feeling this was bad news. I don't know, maybe I woke it up when I turned the light on in the bathroom. Either way, I had already gotten naked and was still thinking whether I should ignore it or not when the thing started FLYING.
I ran out of the bathroom and into my bedroom, and looked for bugspary, but with no luck. I'm visiting my grandparents and they're sleeping downstairs, so I don't really want to wake them up for a bug. Even though I am allergic to bees and wasps.
So next thing that came to mind was hairspray, but I didn't pack any and the one my grandma has was in the bathroom. With the wasp.
I make my way back to the bathroom and open the door, but I don't enter. I wait. For like a good 20 minutes. My clothes were on the floor where I left them, along with all my shower gels, body washes, fancy razors and my beloved loofah.
I sigh. I don't know how to kill this thing and opening the window will only let 1000000009 more bugs enter since its late and this house is near a forest.
Taking my phone, I google how to kill a wasp but mostly there was just stuff about bugspary or hairspray. I read an article which ends with "careful as they (the wasps) may get angry. Be prepared to get stung (:"
That was just a hit in the ribs. (: yeah have fun out there being a target for some killer wasp.
So I abandon the thought of taking a shower. The next thing that I must do is simple: get in there and get my clothes. And my loofah.
Sneaking in carefully, I spot it. The thing was on the ceiling light, just standing there. Doing its thing. I keep an eye on it as I grab my stuff, then shut the light and run.
As soon as I shut the light I heard it : a buzzing noise from the bathroom. Thankfully, I closed the door. And got my loofah.
But as I sit here, writing this, I am tired, sweaty and afraid with a wasp in my bathroom. I don't know what to do. I'll probably tell my grandma tomorrow morning and she'll hopefully kill it.
I set up like 10 reminders for tomorrow morning to remind me NOT TO PEE in the bathroom whatever happens.
Wish me luck.
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