When I was a kid. My friends house had a huge bee hive in a tree next to the walkway to the front door. You couldn't even go up to the door without encountering a swarm of bees. My friend assured me it was okay that they would not hurt anyone (excuse me?) Being young and stupid I followed her to her front door. And lo and behold a bee landed on my head, and when I brushed it off, apparently it gave distress signal to the hive, and before I knew it, bees were all over my head. I hightailed it out of there in a dead run! My house was about six blocks away, and the bees chased me halfway there. I ended up with a dozen stings to my scalp. I remember my Dad taking the stingers out of my head. I was really sore for a few days, but otherwise okay.