This warmer October weather also brought a resurgence of the stingers. I’m the self-appointed pest control worker for the apartments. 

Foolishly, I assumed we were past the possibility of these bastards. I knew better, but I let my guard down.

How I avoided getting stung earlier is a mystery that rivals the heads on Easter Island. My crime was walking by as they hid inside the mounting fixture of an outdoor door light. 

I returned after a brief bit of calisthenics and windmilling stupidly as they buzzed in on me. 

I left a warning for any of their counterparts who would try to attack me without warning. 

I don’t mind so much if I can see them or have a fair chance. All this sneakiness on their part is simply unacceptable.