Actually, I don't hate bees either. Nor bumblebees. Nor spiders, though I believe those don't count as insects.
In fact, come to think of it, I only hate flies and mosquitoes, nothing else. So, frankly, as far as I'm concerned that table should be pretty much full.
A pilot's flying a small, single-engine charter plane with a couple of
really important execs on board. He's coming into Seattle airport, only
there is thick fog, less than 10ft of visibility, and his instruments
are out. So he circles around looking for a landmark. After an hour or
so, he's pretty low on fuel and the passengers are getting very
nervous. At last, in a small opening in the fog, he sees a tall building
with one guy working alone on the fifth floor.
The pilot banks the plane around and winds down the window and shouts
to the guy, "Hi! Where am I?", to which the solitary office worker
replies, "You're in a plane,". The pilot winds up the window, executes a
275 degree turn and proceeds to execute a perfect blind landing on the
runway of the airport 5 miles away. Just as the plane stops, so does
the engine as the fuel has run out.
The passengers are amazed and one asks how he did it. "Simple," replies
the pilot, "I asked the guy in that building a simple question. The
answer he gave me was 100 percent correct, but absolutely useless;
therefore, that must be Microsoft's support office and from there the
airport is just 5 miles away on a course of 87 degrees! Any questions?"