The Bee

I stung a bee yesterday. That's right. I stung the bee. I was sitting at the pool and put my hand down on the chair rail. I did not see the bee that was silently sitting on it. My finger hit its stinger. I think I frightened it because it quickly flew away. The stinger was not in my finger, it just brushed it. It was enough though to make it throb. Thankfully, I am not allergic. I had never been stung before, so I was lucky. It still hurts this morning. What an odd thing to happen.