The longest lift ride ever!

Holy jeez (insert cuss word I was actually thinking about!), this was torture!

I am deathly afraid of bees. I would rather hold a roach in my hand than be in the same room as a bee!

My lift (elevator) has a mirror in it, great to preen one last time before stepping out or whatever. I finished walking my dog and was in the lift when I saw through the mirror that there was something at the back of my tshirt. I yanked it around to see what it was and shrieked! It was a freaking BEE! On my tshirt!!!

I shrieked and alternatively squeaked but the bee couldn't care less I guess, because apart from making odd noises, I was flailing and saying "getitoffgetitoffgetitoff" over and over again! Finally I realised that I had to get it off me myself and used the head of my key to get it off me. Now did it drop dead? no. It buzzed and flew around the lift!!!!! NIGHTMARE! trapped with a live bee in a 3 inch box! At least it felt like that!

I squat on the floor, hugged my dog and whimpered for dear life! When the lift door finally opened, I scrambled out and finally breathed!

Lets just say, while going to work, I took the stairs!!!!