Georgie gets a happy surprise...

Friday, July 29, 2016

I hope everybody realises that there are no more Mondays left in this Month. They’ve all been used up. It’s all extremely sad. But the good news is that, in just a few days, we’ll not only get a new Monday, but we get to start another Month from the very beeginning!

ButterCup wanted to get together with me earlier today, and practise beefore our next Tango Lesson on Saturday. She told me that if we show up without practising, Bendy would not bee pleased.

“And trust me when I say,” she said, “you do not want to displease Bendy.”

I didn’t get a chance to ask her why until we met at the Hive’s Public Rehearsal Facility, Cell 287, just a little while ago. Then I asked her, “What’s that not wanting to make Bendy mad thing all about?”

“Well,” ButterCup said. “I had heard from some of the other workers that you shouldn’t make Bendy mad, even if you’re a Customer, but I didn’t know what they were talking about, and they wouldn’t tell me. Now I know.

At the Fitness Class I went to yesterday, I decided to skip doing ten of those really unpleasant Knee Pulls she always makes us do. For some reason, my knees are really sore, so I decided not to do those. As soon as Bendy found out, she made me stay after class and clean the Salad Bar. And let me tell you right now, that was anything but fun. I don’t ever want to have to do that again. Ever,” then she kinda scrunched up her proboscis like she’d just sucked on a lemon or something.

“Geeeeeeeze,” was about all I could say to that.

“And you’re right,” she told me. “Bendy’s Salads may bee delicious,” (they aren’t, beelieve me), “but they’re dangerously unhealthy and a risk to your overall well-beeing. You should see that kitchen. It’s disgusting. We’re never eating there again.”

“We’re not?” I tried to look serious, but I kinda accidentally started smiling and dancing a little bit. Fortunately, ButterCup didn’t notice that. Probably.

“No, we are not. Not ever,” she said with a determined buzz. “A bee would need a BioHazard Suit to deal with that mess. I’m surprised she stays in buzziness, or that her customers aren’t in the Hive Clinic, having both of their stomachs pumped.”

Now that’s what I call Good News. I don’t ever hafta suffer through one of Bendy’s Salads ever again. What could possibly bee better than that?

I’ll tell you what’s better than that: ButterCup kept talking.

“And I’m NOT enjoying these Tango Lessons, either, Georgie. My knees just can’t take it. I know you had your heart set on you and me learning to Tango together, and I know you’re gonna feel disappointed when I say this, but I don’t want to do these Tango Lessons. You’re so romantic, but this is torture.”

“That’s fantastic news!” I said, then I grabbed her and gave her a hug. “I hate the Tango! I’m so glad you don’t like your Anniversary Present! I was hoping you wouldn’t!”

Then we just smiled at each other. She went back to work, and I came home, to do this.

I think I’m gonna try to go find out if they’ve started selling tickets for this year’s Bee Games. They’re gonna bee starting pretty soon, and I wanna make sure I get good seats.

Beefore I go, I should mention that my Editor sent me a message. It said that I hafta bee in his Office again on Monday, and that I should bring my next Weekly Feature Thingy for next week with me. He said he wants to “look it over”, which is strange, beecause I don’t think he’s ever done that beefore. Geeeeeeeeze. Why does he keeping doing this? I mean, he got that Tie he wanted, so his circulation must bee improving already. Seriously now.

Still, I gotta’ get buzzy on this. I plan to take it easy this weekend, as usual, so I need to figure out what kind of Tie to feature in my next Weekly Feature Thingy.

So I’m gonna go do that.

I hope everybody has an outrageously cooperative day!

I’ll see ya’ later!


Thursday has arrived, and you know what that means...

I just gotta say that if this week's Feature Column Thingy doesn't make my editor happy, I dunno what will…


Have a vastly superior day, everybody! I'll see ya' later!

All the advertising Georgie's Editor has been doing is making him nervous...

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Has anyone else noticed that my Editor has been trying to advertise my Weekly Feature Thingy?


Do you know what kind of unreasonable pressure that puts on me? Geeeeeze. What if I don’t remember to get it done one of these weeks? He’s gonna look pretty foolish if that happens, ya’ know?

So tomorrow, after my Weekly Feature Thingy comes out, I’m fully expecting to hear great things from my Editor. I’m totally sure he’s going to bee completely happy with things this week, and that I’m not gonna bee fired.

Oh! My BeePs will bee happy to know that I have found the perfect TIE for this week’s “Tips, Ties, and Tittle Tattle”. It’s a necktie. It goes around somebody’s neck and gets tied really tight, and, as my Editor keeps telling me, that’s good for circulation. He’s gonna bee so happy!

You’ll get to see that tomorrow. Probably.

To celebrate, I get to spend the day helping Great Grandma Gee Gee deliver a huge shipment of her Royal Honeychew Krisp Cookies to Brazil. I’ve heard they’ve beecome quite popular there. Nobody’s really surprised about that, but why they need a three-year supply of Cookies is kind of a mystery. But that’s fine. As Great Grandma Gee Gee’s new Company Slogan says, “The More Cookies, The Better for Everybody!” and everybody in Brazil must think that’s true.

So it’s all good.

And did I tell you that I found a Rose Delivery Service for all those Fresh Roses I hafta bring to the Tango Class every Saturday? I did, and for some reason, it’s highly expensive. For the next 87 weeks - or seven years, whichever comes first - I hafta pay 25 pounds of honey for a Fresh Rose every week.

The Delivery Service (the only one that delivers to this neighbour) is called Dandy Andy’s Fresh Rose and Noxious Weed Delivery Service. I didn’t even know they existed, but somebody told me they’re the only place in town where you can get Fresh Roses, or Noxious Weeds, if you need them. (Usually, I can just go out and find Noxious Weeds - and they’re usually free - but Dandy Andy puts them all together in a highly attractive arrangement and, with the option of adding a Seasonally Appropriate Vase (or Festive Container), it’s probably worth the honey. After all, if ya’ hafta have Noxious Weeds, they might as well bee attractive, right?

So that’s taken care of, which is a huge relief.

Is that all you wanted to know about today? Good. Beecause I’m gonna go take a nap.

I hope everybody has a uniquely qualified day!

I’ll see ya’ later!

OH! And bee sure to check back tomorrow, when you can read my next Weekly Feature Thingy! Nobody should miss that. Especially my Editor.

We learn more about Georgie's & ButterCup's first Tango Lesson...

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Good news. I think I’ve figured out what my Editor has been trying to say. When he says he wants a TIE in my Weekly Feature Thingy, he wants a TIE - not a TIE! I don’t know why he didn’t just say so in the first place. I get it now. So hopefully, I won’t get fired. That’s a good thing.

Okay, so I just remembered that I was starting to tell you about ButterCup’s and my first Tango Lesson (the first in 87 Weekly Lessons - or Seven Years, whichever comes first according to the Contract) on Saturday.

Beefore we showed up at Bendy Halloway-Over’s Health Club, “Bee Fit”, I stopped and picked a rose. The lady who had all those rose bushes started trying to swat me away and yelling, but I managed to get a reasonably attractive rose.


As soon as we got to the Tango Class, I found out that the lessons are beeing given my Bendy. I couldn’t figure out what learning how to Tango had to do with fitness (or, for that matter, what a Rose has to do with the Tango), but I did manage to find out. And it wasn’t pretty.

The first thing Bendy said to us was, “I’m glad to see that everyone has remembered their Rose. As you will learn, the Rose plays a huge role in the Tango, and to attempt to execute the dance in its most perfect and admired form, you must have a Rose. A FRESH Rose, to bee precise. So, each week, I will expect to see a Fresh Rose in everyone’s wings. Have we all got that?”

There was some buzzmumbling, which I guess she figured was a “yes”, then she went on and things got worse. The only thing I could think was that this meant I was gonna hafta grab a rose out of that Human Lady’s Garden every week, and I wasn’t sure she was gonna like that by the time these Tango Lessons finally end.

I think I’m gonna hafta find a weekly Rose Delivery Service or something. It’s the only polite way around this whole mess.

Anyway, after we got past the Rose Issue, the dancing lessons started. I don’t even wanna talk about that. Not right now. Not until I finish processing what happened to me during that whole thing. I’m pretty positive and sure it gave me Bee Traumatic Post-Stress Disorder (or B.T.P.S.D., for short).

I think the best thing for me right now is to go out and get some air.

So I’m gonna go do that.

I hope everybody has a remarkably exonerating day!

I’ll see ya’ later!

It's Monday, and Georgie's back in his Editor's Office. Again.

Monday, July 25, 2016

Gooooood morning, everybody! Aren’t you so glad it’s Monday? I am too, mostly.

Okay, so I went into my Editor’s Office first thing this morning. He evidently needed to buzz at me about something. As soon as I walked in, he started yelling at me and told me to just stand there and not say anything.

So I did that.


“BEE!” he started in on me. “I clearly recall that the last time you were here, cluttering up my Office, we had an understanding.”

“We did?” for some reason, I didn’t remember having an understanding about anything.

“BZZT BZZT BZZT! YOU DON’T TALK.” He seemed really mad for some reason.

“You reassured me that you fully understood my meaning when I make clear reference to TIES, I am not talking about TIES! Why do you not understand this? What do I have to do to make you understand that, when I say TIES, I mean TIES?”

I’m just gonna interrupt telling you what happened in my Editor’s Office for a second, and say that it’s highly difficult to satisfy that guy. And it’s mostly impossible to understand what he’s trying to say. I’m pretty sure I’m the only living beeing in the world who has to put up with a “Boss” like this. I’ll bet Humans don’t hafta put with this sort of thing that can really almost ruin a perfectly good Monday, do you? Yeah, I didn’t think so.

“I have given you a PERFECTLY CLEAR JOB DESCRIPTION, but for some reason, you keep coming back to me with these TIES of yours,” he said.

“Well yeah,” I forgot I wasn’t supposed to talk.

“I’m telling RIGHT HERE and RIGHT NOW, Bee, that THIS week’s Feature had better have a TIE in it, OR ELSE! NOW GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!”

So I did that.

I hope something good happens today, so I can get past all that unpleasantness. If you wanna know the truth, my Editor is starting to make me a little nervous, ya’ know?

So… ButterCup and I had our first Tango Lesson on Saturday.

Oh sorry. Somebody’s at the door. I gotta go. I’ll finish telling you about the Tango lessons tomorrow, if that’s okay.

I hope everybody has a stunningly brilliant day!

I’’ll see ya’ later!

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