I'm more unhappy about it than I would have expected. You hear all this stuff about glyphosates and nicotinoids...seems like the poor little devils have plenty to deal with already.
I was riding my motorbike to see a friend, and I guess it must've gotten caught in my collar, blown in by the wind. Then couldn't find a way out, and eventually (just after I stopped) it stung me, which is of course the end for it...the kamikazi move.
And I feel bad. I didn't "do" anything, really, but I miss that little life. Wasps and carpenter ants, tent caterpillars, those things I do away with regularly and never feel a qualm...but a honeybee? Damn. Sorry, little guy.