There’s a Fine on That?

I keep reading that wasps are an endangered species, which I refuse to believe. There at least as common as houseflies here. So, I looked into that a little further. Turns out there’s a 5k fine on killing a wasp without due cause. Though I think they refer more to less common kinds that keep away from people, but still… In comparison, blocking an ambulance or another emergency vehicle with full sirens costs 60. No further consequences should someone die as a result unless a third party just happened to write down the license plate.

Someone explain that to me.

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Striped Invaders

Earlier today, I opened my bathroom window to let out the steam. It’s a small window, located right behind the toilette and thus nearly inaccessible. When I went to close it again, it wouldn’t. A narrow gap always stayed open at the top. I figured it’s warm so it’s not too big a problem just yet and reported it to my landlord.

A few hours later there’s a wasp buzzing up and down the window. And that is a huge problem. I have a severe wasp phobia–I can’t even go in there and spray it, nevermind getting it out. While the bathroom door is right beside the entrance door, the layout makes it unlikely for the damn wasp to find its way there. It’d have to fly away from the light until it finds the next source and then outside.

So, I shoved a glass of sugar water in there and closed the door. Checked a few minutes ago, and the thing is nowhere to be seen. Maybe, I got lucky for a change and it made it out through the same gap. I’m going to check on it again in an hour or so.

A few years ago, one flew over my head through the entrance and into the living room. I spent about half an hour standing outside, waiting for it to come out again. Fortunately, it did.

I wish I wasn’t too much of a coward to kill them. Hate me for it, but, I torch every last wasp on Earth if I could.

 

Wasps Sleep In, Too

At around 8:30 this morning, I went to the store across the street from me. They’ve a n open bakery to the right of the entrance, and since I’m phobic, I’ve noticed that lately there’s always a single wasp buzzing around behind the glass.It doesn’t bother me much, since I rarely venture close enough to the bakery to trigger to do more than notice the thing.I always look, though.

When I didn’t see it this morning, the first thing to enter my mind was, “It’s probably just late.” Of course, I called myself stupid right after, because no way was that always the same wasp. Yet, low and  behold, as I was leaving the store, a single wasp flew by and straight for the bakery.

Later on, after I woke from a nap with a desperate graving for cake, I went back there and the wasp was happily flying circles around its customary spot over the cheesecake. I know, it’s nothing but a  weird coincidence, but I’m sorely tempted to name the wasp. That or get myself a nice tinfoil hat, because the story I’m working on , uses wasps as a sort of infiltration weapon.

Maybe, I should try interrogating it and hope they don’t haul me off…