First Aid

After I came back from gardening at my mother’s house, I found this bee on our patio floor. It was cold and could hardly move, so I put it on the table to save it from nosy cats. Then I gave it a drop of honey. As you can see, it started to feed immediately. After refueling, it had recovered and flew away. 

This morning, I drove my car to the garage to be serviced. I had made the appointment two weeks ago, not with the usual secretary but with her boss, and he had promptly entered it into their computer - only at a different date from the one he told me. As I can’t make it at that date, and they didn’t have time for my car today, I will have to go back in two weeks.