Be me
>15 years old
>On my way to meet a girl for first date
>Beautiful Saturday morning, cut across the park
>About halfway across this wasp starts bugging me
>Not usually phased but he's getting right up into my face
>Attempt to bat it away but it just becomes more aggressive
>Second wasp joins in
>Now I'm getting a bit flustered, decide that it must be that new deodorant
>Speed walking across the park 2 wasps becomes 3
>Get stung on the back of my neck decide to stand and fight
>Get stung on the arm
>Decide to run
>Wasps chase
>Meet girl wasps still fucking with me
>She laughs and says come to my house
>'Jesus what is it about you they don't like?' she asks
>Realise how beta I look flinching and nervously scanning the air, ducking and dodging the furious little cunts
>Wonder what the fuck there problem is
>Abort date and apologise, arrange to meet on the sunday, joke about wearing different deodorant
>Wasps harass me until I get across the park,. at which point they decide to leave me be
>Next day phone to confirm date, she doesn't answer
>Monday everyone's talking about her shagging my mate on the Saturday night
>I discover my new nickname is lord of the wasps
