Got a call last night from my friends in Johns Creek to see if I can take an emergency call for them that was out of area for them but in my area. It was from one of their regular lead sources, a PCO that had a client with honeybees in the wall.
I, being a beekeeper of thirty years and somewhat of an authority on bee removal can not fathom just what sort of emergency situation bees in a wall can pose at night short of some fool ripping into the wall. I was loath to load the truck and head out late at night to do a cut out sight unseen but after talking to the PCO and the PCO tech and understanding that the tenant of the property was one of those "allergic" types and was raising holy hades I agreed to take the job but cautioned them that it would be double time for an after hours call.
Supposedly the tenant had gone to the hospital in an ambulance but was released and home when the PCO tech arrived. When the PCO tech identified them as honeybees and refused to treat them the tenant cussed out the tech. The management company authorized the removal and any fees incurred for fear of a lawsuit. (BTW, if the tenant had truly had an anaphylactic reaction her butt would have still been in a hospital bed as that reaction calls for at least a 24 hour hold for observation)
So I load the truck and head out but I do try to call the tenant to be told I have a wrong number. I try once again same thing. Arive at the home and ring the bell, no answer. Knock on the door, no answer. Check the home to see if it matches the description the tech gave me, it does. Confirm the address and try to call two more times. Get a second number and am hung up on.

So I leave a card at the door and go home.

This morning the tenant calls and says she was home all night and never heard me knock or ring the bell but insists I come right out and get the bees.

I've bounced it back to the PCO and management company.

Reading this made my bp spike just a wee bit. But not for long. In the immortal prose of SoulJa Boi:
"Hold up, wait a minute shawty .... bring it back. Wind me up, don do it like dat."

SOOOO, I get the green light to do the job. Go out yesterday and the honeybees turn out to be yellow jackets. The PCO tech could have saved a lot of grief had she made the right ID.

Well, at least you got the job. I'd've aborted when the phone # turned out to be bogus.

True statement right there....

I think I would have turned the truck around when no one answered the phone but surely see why you didn't seeing it was honey bees and your love for them . Then it turns out yellow jackets what a let down that must of been . So how did you deal with the yellow jackets