Our pest control service seems to have a revolving door policy on bug spraying staffers' employment. We have scarcely seen the same technician twice in a row.
To make matters worse, this particular company's exterminators tend to call the night before they plan to come to our home and leave voice mail messages to announce their planned arrivals ... even when we are out of town.
You might say we are growing a bit incensed at our insect repellent providers, who are becoming pests of an entirely different sort. Here’s the latest installment. This true story is buzzing with irony. No wonder the bugs are celebrating.
A Limericked Bye to the Bug-Spraying Guy
A suited bug sprayer, DeVries,
Departed with nary a sneeze.
He set down his gun
And took off, a-run,
Alas, he’s allergic to bees.
Because the man sprouted his wings,
Our domicile buzzes and sings.
We hope a deep freeze
Before we may suffer some stings. c2010 by Linda Ann Nickerson