Bloody wasps
I was paintballing in a forest a few years ago with a group from uni.
In one game myself and another bloke crawled through some undergrowth in a stunning flanking manoeuvre, leaping to our feet and charging towards the target in the closing seconds of the game. We were just about to become heroes when I heard a buzzing sound rather too close for comfort, followed by a series of stabbing pains around my neck. It seems we'd crawled over a wasp nest or something. I looked over and sure enough, the other guy was being attacked too. And then a dark blob obscured my vision - a wasp had crawled inside my goggles through the ventilation hole...
For those of you who have never paintballed, you are told to never ever take your goggles off in the game area, even if the game has ended (which by now it had), for blame-culture financial safety reasons. However, it seemed to me that the chance of losing an eye to a stray paintball was rather slimmer than the chance of losing it to the angry wasp that was contained half an inch from it, so I didn't wait long before ripping the goggles off. Of course the marshall was suitably unimpressed and threatened to end my day's paintballing for this crime (I could've entered this for the jobsworth QOTW too...)

Five or six stings to the neck, and thankfully none to the face. A small price to pay for such an entertaining anecdote.
I still hate wasps. They love my length though.
(moik, Thu 2 Jun 2005, 11:39, Reply)