Here is your "laugh at Chuck's expense" moment for today.
I was putting a fan in my bedroom window on Friday, and I noticed a huge hornet buzzing around the fire escape. Anyone who knows me, knows that I am afraid of flying, stinging insects. I thought: "Oh, if one of those things ever get in here, I have no one but myself to try and kill it."
Fast forward to today. I went to CVS to pick some stuff up, and when I got home, I hear buzzing and a "bumping" against the ceiling. I look up, and there is a yellow jacket buzzing about. I manage to stifle a scream, throw my bag down, and run to the linen closet. I grab a towel, and open the front door to my apartment, hoping the "shoo" it outside. After about 5 minutes of me swinging the towel, making noises, ducking as it swooped at me, the little bastard still refused to go anywhere near the door. He managed to get to the window, and I took the towel, and smooshed him between the blinds and the glass. He fell, and landed on top of the window. I slid the window up, and he fell between the screen and glass, and I quickly shut the window.