I was late for my meeting tonight because a wasp was in my truck.
Just as I opened the door and slid inside, a gigantic wasp carrying another wasp slid right in with me. I screamed and ran inside to grab Lloyd. (Also the camera, of course – post subjects are precious around here).
Lauren: AHHHHH!!!!! Come outside! Come outside!! There’s a wasp in my truck! Come outside!
Lloyd (not looking up from his book): And do what?
Lauren: Help me.
I did a lot of frantic running around and picture taking. I have around eighteen pictures of the filthy inside of my truck, but none with the wasp. (Except the one in the banner above. You can kind of see him on the left. His wings are framed by that little black shape.) I wouldn’t actually sit in the truck, just stick my camera in – snap- and hope for the best.
After a couple of minutes with leaving the doors open and doing laps around the vehicle, I realized that Lloyd wasn’t outside. I stormed back in.
Lauren: I was serious, y’know.
Lloyd: What do you want me to do?
Lauren: Help me.
And so he did. He was brave enough to stick his head in the truck and actually open the window where the live wasp was resting, and out it flew.
I took pictures from a safe, safe distance.
Down side? The ‘dead’ wasp is still somewhere in the truck, and I’m certainly not digging through the strata of junk to look for it.
*jibblie*
Brad says
Hehe… that makes me think of a Monty Python skit. (warning: contains some swearing)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogPZ5CY9KoM#t=3m14s
Curt says
You should have used the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch.
Peggy says
Geez Lloyd…you are a Mighty Slayer of many things!
You are quite handy to have around!
Lloyd says
That’s my new Hawaiian shirt.
Peggy says
Very nice! My co-worker is from Hawaii…her parents still live there.
Annette says
What a lucky girl you are, Lauren. You have a brave husband who’s willing to save you. Nice shirt too, Lloyd.
Lauren's dad says
Thank you, Lloyd, for risking your well-being for my daughter!
Mark says
First: Thank you, Lloyd, for bravely dealing with my sister’s jibblies.
Question for said sister: If Lloyd was home, couldn’t you have taken the Honda to the meeting?
Lloyd says
The truck was behind the Honda, so taking the Honda would have meant getting into the truck anyway.