Georgie's still asking questions...
So, beeing the persistent and highly skilled detective that I am, I went back over to the Hive yesterday and started asking everybody I ran into, “When is your Birthday?”
Almost everybody said, “Uh, my Birthday? I dunno…sometime in the Warm Season?”
“You don’t know?” I’d asked them.
“Not really,” they’d say, then add that they didn’t think most bees knew when their Birthday was. Personally, I think they were all lying. I’ve never met a bee who doesn’t know his or her Birthday.
“I do,” I’d tell them. “I know EXACTLY, PRECISELY when I was born. It was on June 11th, 1976. It was a Friday.”
“Well good for you,” they’d say. “Aren’t you exceptional to bee able to remember that?” Then they’d just kind giggle and fly away.
So, I’m happy to report that I now know that this Massively Surprising Surprise Birthday Extravaganza is NOT for anybody I know.
It’s called “sleuthing”.
Still, I need to find out what’s going on here…so I’m gonna go do that.
I hope everybody has a singularly notable day!
I’ll see ya’ later!