If we don't keep our grass mowed, we grow small flowers that attract bees. At least two of us get stung every darn summer while walking through the backyard.
I admit, I've had some phenomenally good howls of laughter, hearing a hullabaloo outside and witnessing my husband doing a spastic full-jive dance, shrieking, while running away from these bees. I think he is drawn to wherever the bees hangout. Some sort of internal radar.. ;>