Well, let me tell you about the time I decided to try my hand at beekeeping. It seemed like a peaceful, honey-filled existence. I bought a beehive, all the protective gear, and a book on beekeeping.
The day I introduced the bees to their new home, everything seemed to be going smoothly. I was even humming a cheerful tune. But then, as I was admiring my new colony, a bee decided to take a little detour and flew straight into my nose.
I'll admit, I let out a shriek that could probably be heard on the moon. I did a little dance, flailing my arms and trying to dislodge the uninvited guest. It took what felt like an eternity before the bee finally flew out.
From that day forward, my enthusiasm for beekeeping was a bit... less enthusiastic. I decided to stick to admiring bees from a safe distance.
