Angelina (pictured) had been upset that she had been born a simple worker bee until she got a good look at the alternatives. Males live a short life, reproduce and die, and the queen bears thousands of babies and never gets outside. Suddenly, buzzing around gathering pollen and nectar on a sunny afternoon didn't seem so bad; in fact she drove her hive mates a little crazy, always buzzing around saying, "No worries, mate!" or worse yet, singing that stupid "Don't worry, be happy!" song . . .