I am actually writing this article from a location other than my home location. Why? Because I found a wasp in my place the other day—that is my number one phobia. Naturally, I was determined to kill the wasp, so I went after it with a sledgehammer countless times until I finally got the little sucker. Now I’ve been evicted from my apartment—something about vandalism or whatever—and I need a new place to stay.
But, hey, at least I didn’t let that wasp sting me.
Actually, none of that is true...yet. But you can rest assured if I ever do find a wasp in my apartment, the above mentioned scenario (or something involving a blowtorch) will likely take place.