Phone rings 7:30am, one of my two guys "I cant make it in today, dont feel well". I say OK and thanks for the call. Then bam, phone rings again. Other guy "I cant make it in today, dont feel well". Im thinkin strange coincidence. So I head out by myself to mow. First place I get to, I start mowing and I get to the back yard under the trees when I feel this stinging going on my shoulder. I am on a 52 hydro W/B with stand on. When I look down at my shoulder, I see at least 50 bees (not exagerating) covering my shoulder. All I could think of was to get away from their nest. I was amazed that they were not really stinging that much (about 4 or 5 times) considering how many was on me. Beleive it or not I didnt panic too much and didnt even let go of handle grips untill I got 60 or 70 ft away, then I let go and started brushing them off and freaking out. Luckily I survived. Theeeeen I was driving my rig down the road comming up to a red light when this old lady in a mini van was sitting in right turn lane. Since I was heading straight, I pulled up in the straight lane to the left of her. As light turns green, I start going. All of a sudden she is next to me not paying attention and comming over in my lane. Having no where to go except oncomming traffic, I honked my horn. She stops miliseconds before making conact and the water cooler on back of my trailor scuffed her front quarter panel. We stop and she start acting crazy telling me I hit her and dont know how to drive and such. By then those bee stings started feeling little bad and I started saying my peice when this guy behind us came up and sided with me as he saw the whole thing. Defeated, She mumbled something about the scuff mark on her van and got back in and appeared to be riting my trailor plate down. I see two cop cars parked in a lot half block away and pull in to request a report (cover my butt). They arrogantly tell me that since its minor (under $400) damage, they wont do anything. I tell them I dont want this comming back on me, she could falsly report hit & run or claim my fualt. They were like "not likely". I took their car numbers and went on my way. In all, I got only about 1/8th the work I should have done and went home feeling whipped. Oh well, lawncare. Got to love it!