The Mowing Frenebee

Rusty, being the uber responsible man that he is, takes care of most things around his company’s office. You name it, he does it.

Take out the trash? Check.
Clean the bathroom? Check.
Clean the gutters? Check.
Go to the bank? Check.
Mow the lawn? Check.

You get the idea.

One Saturday morning last year, Rusty was dutifully mowing the grass as usual. Now, he’s been performing this task for many years without any mishaps, so you can imagine his surprise when when things went a little differently that day.

All he could hear was the roar of the lawnmower as he angled around a low tree stump, bumping into it as he went. His brain barely registered a slight pinch on his face as he brought his hand up to brush his cheek. He became aware of a low hum and things flying around. When he glanced down he saw a swarm of ground bees coming out of the stump.

At that moment, pain began registering. Rusty let go of the lawnmower and began swatting at the bees in the air, ducking about to try and avoid the ones flying at his face. More yelling. He saw one coming towards his face, swung, and – SWAT! – smacked himself silly. At that moment he decided there were too many bees and he needed to high tail it out of there. He ran and managed to get inside the office. As he glanced down he saw a few dead bees clinging to his clothes. He assessed his battle wounds, aka bee stings. There were about four or five.

Rusty reached for his cell phone to call me and came up empty…it had been lost during the Great Ground Bee Battle of 2011. He peered outside but couldn’t see the cell phone in the grass. After taking a moment to calm down, he tried calling me from the office. When I didn’t answer, he decided to go out to look for his cell phone. Watching cautiously for bees, he hunted for his phone and finally saw it laying about a foot from the tree stump.

He carefully pulled the lawnmower back away from the stump to restart. Once he got it started, he lined up his approach and quickly rolled the lawnmower over the low tree stump again and again, hoping to kill as many bees as possible. He reached down, grabbed his phone, and ran back to the office to call me and regale me with this epic story of man vs bee swarm.

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Early Morning Frenebee
Neon Frenebee
Night Time Frenebee