The weather this weekend was glorious.
Saturday wasn't too windy, so we all went for a motorcycle ride.
Our little work biker gang.
We went over to Spavinaw and hit up a few hole in the wall bars on the trip.
In the wildlife conservation area it was wooded and beautiful. But where there is countryside there is also wildlife.
More specifically a wasp.
A wasp that just happened to make its way INTO my helmet. Like inside the visor...
that is after stinging me on the chin. What are the odds?
I'm not really scared of bees or wasps cause I'm not allergic, but hell if I panicked like a rookie when one was right next to my eyeball, stuck there and pissed off. I screached to a halt on the road and threw off my helmet as though it was on fire.
The weird thing is that I had forgotten to snap my helmet strap. I NEVER do that (safety first after all). I noticed it when we were going 70mph down highway 20 and the strap started banging the side of my head. I thought, thats weird, I never do that.
But I was sure glad it wasn't fastened, when it didn't take me 30 seconds to undo it while the agitated wasp had a chance to prime his little stinger again.
I have the worst luck ever.
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