Ugh, the dreaded pet shops.
So, I recently found a pet store close to me that I was pretty excited to find at first.
The birds aren't crowded? Gasp! The guinea pigs and rabbits have nice open pens? *shock*...they don't sell small rodents in mass quantities?! Is this too good to be true?...of course it is.
I was happily wandering around the new store in gleeful awe until...I find the bettas. At first sight, I see them lined up in their own individual little shelf/cubicle thing, which I think, oh well that's nice, at least they have light and aren't crammed in the back of a dark shelf - then I take a closer look. Those sweet (ok, maybe not so much), majestic and beautiful creatures are in the obligatory (mandatory?) little plastic jars (to be expected, I suppose)...which whoever runs the store doesn't even have the decency to fill up to the nice little line. Instead, the poor darlings are sitting in a third to half filled cup, with no space to spread their fins out, most not even bothering to move. I spot several dead.
I'm ranting quietly to my dad about this, so he (who perhaps doesn't feel the same passion about it as me but agrees that it's ridiculous) un-confrontationally asks the shopkeeper "Is that enough water for the fish to live?" (he likes getting to the point in a roundabout way. "Oh, sure" the shopkeeper replies. "It just doesn't seem like much space to move, I mean, I understand it might be easier for display -- " my dad says. "Sure, and it's easier to clean out too," shopkeeper. The conversation dies down from there, with the shopkeeper calling over a few minutes later from the front. "See these ones here? Their in more water and they don't move around anymore than those."
...really? That's what you're going with?
So, please excuse my long explanation/rant. The point is (not that I feel it would do much good), I would like to go back one day and confront the shopkeeper about this. I don't believe that he means ill towards the fish, I just think he's completely oblivious. It's a small, privately owned shop (I think the man was the manager, but I can't be sure) and I would like to at least try to educate them. My problem is, I'm an extremely non-confrontational personality type. I go out of my way to avoid arguments, and when I do speak up, I tend to get very flustered and emotional. So I like to know what I'm going to say beforehand.
Do any of you have suggestions about how to go about this, without sounding rude or demeaning? Could anyone share similar stories?
So, I recently found a pet store close to me that I was pretty excited to find at first.
The birds aren't crowded? Gasp! The guinea pigs and rabbits have nice open pens? *shock*...they don't sell small rodents in mass quantities?! Is this too good to be true?...of course it is.
I was happily wandering around the new store in gleeful awe until...I find the bettas. At first sight, I see them lined up in their own individual little shelf/cubicle thing, which I think, oh well that's nice, at least they have light and aren't crammed in the back of a dark shelf - then I take a closer look. Those sweet (ok, maybe not so much), majestic and beautiful creatures are in the obligatory (mandatory?) little plastic jars (to be expected, I suppose)...which whoever runs the store doesn't even have the decency to fill up to the nice little line. Instead, the poor darlings are sitting in a third to half filled cup, with no space to spread their fins out, most not even bothering to move. I spot several dead.
I'm ranting quietly to my dad about this, so he (who perhaps doesn't feel the same passion about it as me but agrees that it's ridiculous) un-confrontationally asks the shopkeeper "Is that enough water for the fish to live?" (he likes getting to the point in a roundabout way. "Oh, sure" the shopkeeper replies. "It just doesn't seem like much space to move, I mean, I understand it might be easier for display -- " my dad says. "Sure, and it's easier to clean out too," shopkeeper. The conversation dies down from there, with the shopkeeper calling over a few minutes later from the front. "See these ones here? Their in more water and they don't move around anymore than those."
...really? That's what you're going with?
So, please excuse my long explanation/rant. The point is (not that I feel it would do much good), I would like to go back one day and confront the shopkeeper about this. I don't believe that he means ill towards the fish, I just think he's completely oblivious. It's a small, privately owned shop (I think the man was the manager, but I can't be sure) and I would like to at least try to educate them. My problem is, I'm an extremely non-confrontational personality type. I go out of my way to avoid arguments, and when I do speak up, I tend to get very flustered and emotional. So I like to know what I'm going to say beforehand.
Do any of you have suggestions about how to go about this, without sounding rude or demeaning? Could anyone share similar stories?