"Wasp in the Face" - my new favourite game

This morning Aaron (my husband's name - I think) & I were woken up by the sound of a Southern man knocking on our bedroom door.  Not our apartment door, mind you, our BEDROOM door.  I jumped up and was like "uhhh... hello?" thinking that maybe in the South everyone had everyone else's house keys and it was considered "polite" or something to just let yourself in so that the people who were inside, sleeping, wouldn't have to get up... I was really tired so this made sense at the time.  I told him to hold on so that I could put on something a little less comfortable.

It turned out that he was the repair man (I hope) coming to fix our air conditioner/put something in the window so that there aren't gaping holes on either side of it.  So, the nice man with the keys just pounded a whole bunch, popped out our AC, and left with it in his arms.  I wasn't entirely sure at the time that he would ever come back. 

Then the fun with wasps began again because the whole in the window was WAY bigger now (the windows are painted open around where the AC used to be).  I shut Aaron in the room with the wasps and yelled through the door to ask where they were before I would come in, grab clothes, and run back out again.  Twice Aaron didn't hear me (or purposefully didn't hear me) and I opened the door and got, what I lovingly refer to as, "wasp in the face."

Pluses & minuses:

+ The repair man referred to lunch as "dinner" & said "over yonder"
- Now that the AC is back in, the wasps have no way to get back outside.
+ Aaron just walked out the door carrying a big plastic jar with an angry wasp in it!
- I just heard a loud noise from outside - I think that wasp may have eaten/flown away with Aaron.
- Now the AC blows a white cloud into the room.
+ The cloud smells like lemons.