Minding my own business, stealth attack
Please feel sorry for me.
So there I was, rolling my wheelbarrow back to base when boom my knee suddenly hurts. I look down and lo, there’s a yellow striped fucker wiggling its arse through my leggings. I shake him off. I begin to swell. And swell. And swell. I go to urgent care and get steroids. I continue to swell and after four days still swelling I end up with a 20-ish cm fried egg looking mess on my leg. I call the doctor. He gives me antibiotics because shitty wasps like to dip their shitty arses in rotting meat, amongst other sources of infection. But because I’m allergic to penicillin I get the ”last resort” clindamycin broad spectrum a-bomb alternative and now, 7 days later I am attached to my toilet shitting my insides out for no reason other than destroyed gut flora. All because of one bastard wasp whose sole purpose in its bastard life was to sting me for no reason. Wanker.