It happened again

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I was putting soap on a bowl when I noticed a wasp sitting on the skillet that was inside the sink. At first I thought I was hallucinating but after taking a second look at the skillet I realized it was indeed a wasp. I freaked out (as wasps terrify me), put the bowl on the counter, and fled the kitchen. Hysterical, I called my mom and told her about the wasp. She ended up driving to my house. At first she didn’t see it in the sink but when she lifted the skillet it was there. It somehow got onto her hand but she pushed it away. She then started pouring lots of water on it until it went down the drain and didn’t return. From what she told me before she is also afraid of them but at least she is able to get rid of them. I can’t do that. That is terrible because she won’t always be there to come to my rescue. I can’t just hide from a wasp if it’s in the house. I have to be able to kill it and go about my day. I don’t get how it got into the sink. It wasn’t in the kitchen when I was making breakfast. Nor did I see it when I was rinsing dishes.