Wasps. Why do we hate them?
Wasps haven't been as numerous this year as other years and I for one am grateful for that. I know that all creatures have their place in the food chain, and that destroying every wasp on the planet would be bad, but it's pretty hard to love a wasp.
In the spring they are industrious little gits, bringing up the wasp babies and catching and eating many a caterpillar and maggot, helping the gardener (though causing many butterfly tears no doubt as yet another baby is carried off to the paper house of death)
In the summer they potter about looking for fruit and as the year progresses they become the total pain in the arses we all know and hate. Inebriated on fermented apple, and searching for a fight like the angry drunks they are, they waiver about the place indecisively looking for places to land. Drawn as they are to meat (I once watched amazed as one tried and almost succeeded to fly off with a piece of steak twice its own size as I relaxed outside a pub one lunch time) and to alcohol and of course anything sweet and any small child within 100 yards, they are a real annoyance.
I have decided that while it's the sting that worries us, and the fact they seem keener to sting that a bee does, it's their indecisive nature that is the real problem.
"Just drink the coke and leave!" we scream, but no, the wasp bumbles incessantly around the lip of the can, will it go in? will it stay on the lid? will it just fly about forever??
"Just make up your mind wasp! We have loads of food, take some and leave!" but no, of course it will weave about in front of your face, threatening to alight on your fork and then at the last minute heading for your glass...
While we, grown humans, flail about, squealing and shrieking, failing majestically to do anything other than look ridiculous.
And that is why I hate wasps. The stupid wiggly flight path, the inability to decide where to go and what to do next.
And not just because they sting you, though that too. Sometimes if you are really unlucky, they might even kill you. I've been stung once. I have had the dubious joy of a wasps' nest in the loft of my house, and this year I've killed several while camping, using only a spatula...
What are your thoughts on wasps? Love them as a stripey part of nature? or hate the yellow horrors? Do let me know of your wasp experiences.
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In the spring they are industrious little gits, bringing up the wasp babies and catching and eating many a caterpillar and maggot, helping the gardener (though causing many butterfly tears no doubt as yet another baby is carried off to the paper house of death)
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In the summer they potter about looking for fruit and as the year progresses they become the total pain in the arses we all know and hate. Inebriated on fermented apple, and searching for a fight like the angry drunks they are, they waiver about the place indecisively looking for places to land. Drawn as they are to meat (I once watched amazed as one tried and almost succeeded to fly off with a piece of steak twice its own size as I relaxed outside a pub one lunch time) and to alcohol and of course anything sweet and any small child within 100 yards, they are a real annoyance.
I have decided that while it's the sting that worries us, and the fact they seem keener to sting that a bee does, it's their indecisive nature that is the real problem.
"Just drink the coke and leave!" we scream, but no, the wasp bumbles incessantly around the lip of the can, will it go in? will it stay on the lid? will it just fly about forever??
"Just make up your mind wasp! We have loads of food, take some and leave!" but no, of course it will weave about in front of your face, threatening to alight on your fork and then at the last minute heading for your glass...
While we, grown humans, flail about, squealing and shrieking, failing majestically to do anything other than look ridiculous.
And that is why I hate wasps. The stupid wiggly flight path, the inability to decide where to go and what to do next.
And not just because they sting you, though that too. Sometimes if you are really unlucky, they might even kill you. I've been stung once. I have had the dubious joy of a wasps' nest in the loft of my house, and this year I've killed several while camping, using only a spatula...
What are your thoughts on wasps? Love them as a stripey part of nature? or hate the yellow horrors? Do let me know of your wasp experiences.
I really can't stand the vermin creatures that ruin my summer on a warm sunny day! Thank godness I have a electric bat to zap them all and I put wasp sugar watery traps In the garden to protect the fruit from the vermin! I love bees but I loath those flying creatures!
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