It’s like a roll-your-own-adventure where every choice is bad
These paper wasps were quietly tending their nest on a fencepost at West Union Gardens this afternoon, ignoring all the people streaming by right next to it. Alas, it still counted as 70 different flavo(u)rs of bad so we reported it to the people who owned the farm (with, I presume, a fairly unfortunate result for this particular wasp colony.)