I'm allergic to wasps and bees...so I am always careful (and pretty much scared to death). Get some wasp spray...shoot it from around a corner...and run like h***!!!
Ah, people, people. Being the thoroughly liberated guy that I am and also allergic, I just walk into the house and say to my beloved, "You need to do something. There are wasps/bees/hornets out there. I'm going inside to find my epinephrine shooter in case you miss and disappoint me by not supporting your partner and helpmate of all these years."
At some point in that, she grabs the spray and leaves the house so she doesn't have to listen any more.
Seriously, I let her handle them. I'll tackle the snakes and get rid of the poisin ivy but she gets the bees/wasps.