multitasking and my lack thereof

A funny thing happened in the bathroom tonight . . .

So, just now, I was peeing and a fucking wasp fucking stung me. Do you have any idea what kind of mad multitasking skillz are required to manage peeing, wildly flailing your arms, and flinging a rabid wasp across the room all at the same time? A lot. And I don’t have them. I nearly tipped right off the pot. 

The wasp has been neutralized, though. Thank you, Tresemme Extra Hold Hairspray. You’ve saved the day once more.