And before anyone says anything, not 30 minutes before I had an encounter with a Karen, I stepped out of my vehicle to see a bee sitting there on the pavement face down. I went in, did what I had to do, grabbed an apple, walked out, smashed the apple on the ground and tried to give it to the bees. Who buzzed, got pissed off and flew away. Rightfully so, I flipped it upside down with the piece of apple, sleeping. Stood on it for a few seconds then was gone. I was going to try the remnants in a Coke can, but went for the apple instead.
I can’t stand snot nosed dorks, care very much for bees.
