One time my parents hired some guys to replaster our wall and i walked up to the door and there was a sign that said "bees inside" and I was like "what?" Apparently there was a pretty substantial beehive in our wall and they had let it loose in our house. So I open up the door and see bees flying literally everywhere in sight and I freak, mostly because I'm really allergic to bees, and then run to grab my dog who is not smart and was trying to bite the bees and hid us both in my bedroom until my shift at my work came and I had never been so glad for a shift in my life.
I did not intend to take a shower anytime soon, anyways.