I recently went through some of my old pictures. I was reminded of this October 2009 Insect Crapenstance. So I'm reposting it.
Over the past couple of weeks I've seen dead yellow jacket wasps in random places in my house. I figured they got in through a window crack or something like that. I made a joke to Krysta saying that I thought there was a Hornet Serial Killer in my house, this was because I found one doing the Charlotte Hornets pose. But really, I didn't have any idea what was in store for me.
The circuit blew on the lights in my bedroom 2 nights ago. I went downstairs to flip the switch. As I was walking to the circuit breaker, I noticed crunchies under my shoes. Ok weird, but I needed to get those lights back on. I flipped some switches and went back upstairs to check on it. Didn't work. I went back down to flip other switches. I looked at the floor in front of and my jaw literally dropped. I saw about 2 feet of black by the wall. What the hell?!! I couldn't deal with that at the time. I planned to clean it up the next day.
Next day rolls around, I went downstairs to inspect the floor with a broom and dustpan. A wasp flew towards me, I punched it. I went over to the area by the wall. Uh, there's 1000s of wasps in different states of being dead or lethargically alive. They were on the ground, the wall, the windows. What the hell!? I've been in the basement a couple of times recently and didn't see this infestation attack. How did this happen!!!
I saw a possible point of entry. My A/C pipe from the outside with a sliver of light visible through the side of the hose. This made me so mad. I basically went ballistic. I was yelling and swearing at the hornets while going on a killing rampage. I spent about an hour or more fighting and devastating this Yellow Jacket Metropolis. I put the parts of these hornets in a target bag that was pretty full. As I was going upstairs, I saw 3 of them on the basement door. I killed them and yelled at their carcasses.
One slipped past my grasp and started going towards the kitchen window. I punched it, which maimed it. It landed on the window sill crippled. I figured I'd let it die a slow death. I went back to check on it a couple of hours later. It looked like it was still twitching but it was sitting upright on it's stinger and looked like it was kinda dancing. I got a closer look. It was actually a baby spider weaving a web around it. It really looked like it was controlling the wasp like a marionette. Pretty funny.
When Derek came home, I stopped him at his car freaking out about the hornets. He said he saw them in the basement and thought I knew about them. I was going crazy I said "KNEW ABOUT THEM? WHY THE HELL WOULD I LET THEM LIVE IF I KNEW ABOUT THEM?!" He started laughing and said his friend who helped him move was afraid of them since he was allergic to bees. I replied "THEY ARE YELLOW JACKET WASPS, THEY ARE NOT BEES!" I went on for about 15 minutes saying "I CAN'T BELIEVE THESE BITCHES! THEY'RE ALL GOING TO DIE. THEY DON'T KNOW IT BUT THEY'RE IN HELL."
I went back down there today to kill any remaining ones. I'm going to do this everyday.
No more Charlotte Hornets training camp in my basement.
This was out of control. I'm never letting this happen again. EVER.
UPDATE: it is 2013 and they have not returned.