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Dear Internet,

Working up in Wisconsin Dells I found a sweet hive of very nice wasps. Here’s the thing… I will often run into these little fellows and try my very hardest not to kill them. I try not to kill them for two reasons:

1). I don’t want to kill something just so someone can have cable.

2). My company sends out washed up cable guys to check up on our work. I just hope when those assholes open up the cable box they get stung. 

Look, I know a lot of people are all too happy to kill wasps, bees or other insects when they see them near by, but I think if they aren’t invading my house or stinging me then they’re okay with me. That being said I will kill them if I think I will be stung while doing my job. I will kill them and then I will have to cry for about 15 20 minutes. I will then tell the customer I had to kill an innocent animal just get get their stupid HBO up and running. After getting cable installed, or whatever, I will cry for another 20 minutes in my truck. Then all my paperwork is wet and it’s a big mess.

If I don’t have to kill them I will do a little dance, kiss the customer and when I get in my truck I will hope upon hope that “SVH” (one of the washed up cable guys) opens up that cable box and gets stung at least twice. I hate that guy. I don’t want to hate anyone, but I hate that guy.

So this was my first post of my photo blog post. I don’t know much about it; it probably sucks. It was suggested to me by some very good friends, so I’ll try it for a little bit. 

With much love,

Joshua