Two Bees

Two bees run into each other. One asks the other how things were going. 

"Really bad," replies the second bee. "The weather has been really wet and damp. There aren't any flowers or pollen, so I can't make any honey." 

"No problem," the first bee says. "Just fly down five blocks and turn left and keep going until you see all the cars. There's a Bar Mitzvah going on. There are all kinds of fresh flowers and fresh fruit." 

The second bee says, "Thanks for the tip," and flies away.

A few hours later the two bees run into each other again and the first bee says, "How'd it go?" 

"Fine," responds the second bee, "It was everything you said it would be." 

"Uh, what's that thing on your head?" asks the first bee. 

"That's my yarmulke," the second bee says. "I didn't want them to think I was a WASP."