So today has been the random day of monsoons here in NYC. I, of course, had no idea this was in the forecast so I bought a $5 umbrella in the first storm of the day. Here's the thing about $5 umbrellas... They suck... So when the next storm hit, and was 4 times as bad I got drenched. Literally head to toe soaked. Even my flip flops are soggy! I met up with my friend from high school who is here for work and we went to meet up with his co-workers before I left him to go to one of my girls bday dinners. Before I left them we decided to have a glass of wine and be social... PERFECT! One of my favorite things to do. So we are sitting there and it comes to the time where they are asking me what I do and how I got to NYC. Except for we were rudely interrupted by a killer bee on a mission to shut me up!! All of a sudden I start swatting my back all the while saying "ow." I finally flick a bee off of me. Everyone around is now paying attention as I ask my friend to please remove the stinger from my back. Sure enough he does and everyone is in awe that this just happened. Especially because we are in an indoor "mall" on the 3rd floor with NO flowers or trees around and there's a tsunami taking place outside!!! I mean seriously how does this stuff happen to me??? So our server, of course, doesn't know what to do (one would think the first question would be... Are you allergic? Should we call an ambulance?? Are you going to die????) so I ask for ice for the swelling. She brings me a plastic cup with a lid half full of ice, an antiseptic wipe, a bandaid, antibiotic cream, and the best part, cold spray for "sprains and breaks..." Yes because apparently bees are known for breaking ones back (insert eye roll here). To top it all off not only does she have the audacity to bring us our check but she charges me for the ONE glass of wine I had even though I just took a stabbing to my back in their restaurant. So that is my story of how I am now 30 minutes late to a dinner and was assaulted by yet another insect....