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And now, fun bits about work
So, aside from my griping, work is good.
- I have made friends with the diva ball python. He lets me hold him now. I am known as Queen of the Reptiles now, as I am one of two people unafraid to handle our snakes.
- I got bitten for the first time today! Granted, it didn't draw blood (or hurt, really), but he was persistent. I had been prepping the small lizard enclosure to be cleaned, which includes removing the occupants to a travel container. It took some doing, but I caught our Bahaman Anole, who promptly latched onto the side of my finger. Calmly, I lifted my hand (with him dangling) and dumped him in his little carry-case. Looking back, I feel as though I should have at least winced or something in response to make the little guy feel better about himself.
- A customer came in today to buy fish he was going to use to ask the girl he liked to prom. In with his female friend (who kept laughing) he asked which fish were pretty and easy to take care of and serenaded me with the poem he wrote just for the occasion. It took a good bit of convincing, but I talked him out of choosing fish just for the number of syllables in their names. Here is said poem:
"I have a neon tetra
and a cremecicle molly, too
I'm taking them to prom
but I'd rather take you"
It was funny. I told him I hoped it worked, wished him good luck, and wrote down their species names for him to look up later.
More later. Also, on an unrelated note, I cut off over a foot of my hair.
-H
- I have made friends with the diva ball python. He lets me hold him now. I am known as Queen of the Reptiles now, as I am one of two people unafraid to handle our snakes.
- I got bitten for the first time today! Granted, it didn't draw blood (or hurt, really), but he was persistent. I had been prepping the small lizard enclosure to be cleaned, which includes removing the occupants to a travel container. It took some doing, but I caught our Bahaman Anole, who promptly latched onto the side of my finger. Calmly, I lifted my hand (with him dangling) and dumped him in his little carry-case. Looking back, I feel as though I should have at least winced or something in response to make the little guy feel better about himself.
- A customer came in today to buy fish he was going to use to ask the girl he liked to prom. In with his female friend (who kept laughing) he asked which fish were pretty and easy to take care of and serenaded me with the poem he wrote just for the occasion. It took a good bit of convincing, but I talked him out of choosing fish just for the number of syllables in their names. Here is said poem:
"I have a neon tetra
and a cremecicle molly, too
I'm taking them to prom
but I'd rather take you"
It was funny. I told him I hoped it worked, wished him good luck, and wrote down their species names for him to look up later.
More later. Also, on an unrelated note, I cut off over a foot of my hair.
-H
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