My husband had just come home from working a double shift, and for some reason decided he had to take care of the wasp nest way in the corner of our back porsh.
Good wife that I am, at least in MY eyes, I sat on the chair he was going to use as a 'laddeer' to reach the little teeny eeny tiny nest, all the while insisting he go to bed.
It was metal, but had holes in it in a 1 inch grid , even on the seat.
A wasp proceeded to sting me on my butt.
So much for this good wife sh**
It was when the kids were little, and they had this Fisher-Price bowling set, and the pins were stored in the mesh bag attached to the thing you set the pins up on.
So, he gets this thing and puts it over his head, with the plastic stand, about 2' square, hanging on the back. He had seen beekeepers on tv protecting themselved with netting, I guess thats all he could come up with! The picture of him with the netting, and the plastic stand hanging there, is so much funnier in my head than the story, I'm still laughing