- Head out to the garage. See that a wasp is building a nest in the door frame.
- Use the Lord’s name in vain.
- Stand there watching it, in hopes that it will reveal its secret weakness.
- Return inside. Google “how to remove a wasp nest.” Quickly tire of this.
- Emboldened by boredom, decide that you can swat it down. After all, you killed that fly on your own.
- Go to the utility closet and find the long-handled tool you least care about being infected with wasp evil. Decide on the Swiffer that came with the house, as you no longer have any Swiffer strips anyway.
- Return outside, Swiffer in hand, to find that the wasp is lying in wait for you.
- Decide to simply take out the wasp.
- Swing.
- Miss.
- Drop the Swiffer and run inside.
- Lock the door for some reason.
- Watch some TV, occasionally peering out the back door to see if the wasp is still mad.
- Have some wine, then turn in for the night.
- Head out to the garage in the morning, find the Swiffer lying in the dirt.
- “Goddammit, Glen, why is the Swiffer out here on the — oh, wait, never mind.”
- Not seeing the wasp, you decide to take another swipe at the nest. It falls to the ground without incident. Nothing appears to be inside. You think about that Calvin & Hobbes with the dead bird for a second.
- Note that there are other wasp nests along the garage overhang, just none others specifically near where you need to enter.
- Decide that the wasps can just have the garage in the same manner in which you ceded the toolshed to the spiders.
- Stay inside forever.
This, by the way, is the thematic sequel to my other instructional post, “How to Actually Fold a Fitted Sheet.”
The backyard beat, previously:
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