A patron came up to me in a panic, “There’s a bee in my car!”

“Bummer.”

“Yeah, and now I can’t find it, and I’m afraid to leave, and I don’t want to put my baby in her car seat cos what if-”

“All right. I get it. Lemme grab an old paper and see what I can do.”

It was a wasp. 

This job is diverse, kids.

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