I went to Wall mart today and bought a fish. Well two. An old employee moved out and left a new plastic fish tank in her apartment, and I decided I wanted to have one at my desk. So, I bought two after setting the tank up.
I was thinking, what will I call said fish. I bought one of those sucker fish (placotomous) or something like that. And I bought a pretty something. I decided that the pretty fish would be called Igor. I would make said fish my official personal assistant. So, I know wall mart should be a place to ovoid, but there isn't a close pet store.
Well, I found this guy in the department, but he said it would be a few moments to get the fish out for me. I had something else I was after, so I said I would be right back. After 5 or so minets I came back. He had caught both fish, put them in a bag, and then double bagged it to keep it from leaking. He handed the bag to me, I looked at it, and then I asked…With humor, Don't fish need water?
He looked at me like I was crazy, and then took the bag, and angrily cut it, put the fish in a new bag, and then added water…
Maybe this person would be better off greeting the people at the door…
Oh well.
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