Bees UGH!

I hate bees of any kind.  It doesn't matter what kind they are.  Bob tells me they won't sting if you don't bother them as I am swinging at them and screaming.  I can sit and watch them if there is glass between us, but don't put them near me.  UGH!  Just thinking about it makes my skin crawl.  I was scarred as a child by my brother.  He would catch bees, cut their heads off, and sting me with the other end.  Of course I would cry and he would get yelled at and promised he wouldn't do it again, till the next day.  So now I see a bee and run.  Bob will have a bee by him and ignore it.  I am next to him and running away.  Now is the time of the year they get mean.  I can't go on the deck without being visited by them and yes I am right back in the house.  Country living does have some downfalls......