My missus' sister's ex boyfriend used to keep bees but he was allergic to stings and apparently never bothered to learn what he should do if he did get stung, so after they'd broken up when he got stung he phoned her while she was on holiday to ask her advice about what to do
At school in biology class we were given sharp objects like a diabetic might use to draw blood from our fingertips to look at under a microscope, but me and a mate thought it great fun to use them on each other multiple times instead. For this we were punished by being tasked to 'sort the bee garden area out' (I forget what exactly we were supposed to be doing in that area), so we asked for protective gear but were told we wouldn't need any. 10 Minutes later with short sleeves on one of my arms and legs were completely covered with bees but at least there were no stings, similar for my mate. The hive was in the middle of a square with school corridors all around the square, corridors all had full length windows and a crowd of kids (and teachers) gathered to watch us, then the biology teacher showed up laughing at us through a window and told us not to attempt to shift or kill any because if we did we'd get stung hundreds of times lol. At least neither of us were squeamish and saw the funny side... and I think the teacher banked on that because he could have got himself into trouble otherwise.
