A couple of days ago, I was leaving work. As I walked outside to my car, I noticed a giant wasp thing trying to attack my white car. Thinking I was bigger than the giant wasp, I went ahead and walked toward my car. I had a purse, lunch pail, and a few other items that I had deemed necessary to take home in my hands. I got to my car. Silly me, I forgot that my key fab battery is way dead right now. I had to spend precious moments unlocking my car rather than just pushing the button to unlock it. Because I still haven't bought a new battery. It's been like, a month. Still. Haven't. The wasp keeps flying closer. So, like anyone else would do, I start flinging my lunch pail around. I'm shooing the wasp away. I hit myself in the head a couple of times, but I'm shooing. And it works! I buy myself enough time to unlock my door. Manually. Still.
I get in my car, and one at a time (working around a steering wheel here, folks) get my necessary items into my car. I shut my door.
There's a giant wasp in my car. Preparing to attack.
Well, because I am so coordinated and graceful, I escaped unscathed. But let's just say, you're probably sorry you didn't have a video camera set up and pointed at my car at the time.