For some reason, I have to go back and complete 12th grade. (I have dreams like this occasionally.) But this time around, as part of a placement exam, my high school has given me:
1. An almost illegible set of hand-written instructions.
2. A canister of R-35 (presumably refrigerant for recharging an air conditioning system).
3. A record (yes, one of those antique pieces of vinyl) with a song by Cream which I must interpret for my instructions of what to do.
It appears from the instructions that I must capture a honeybee for this--or perhaps they neglected to include one with the testing kit.