*sigh*
This will probably be long winded,but I have to rant so bear with me.
First allow me to set the scene, as many know I have a lfs where I intend to sell some of my bettas in the future. We're very friendly with each other on a personal level, although I've tried my best to keep my distance. Don't mix business and friendship if ya catch my drift. I'm really good friends (outside of the shop) with this girl who used to work there, she quit a couple of months ago and that was hard for me because they had bad blood between each other,yet I had to remain neutral. The managers wife suddenly started trying to squeeze info out of me and she became really buddy buddy,almost to the point of annoying.
She would call late at night and I wouldn't answer. Hey sometimes I'm busy,who's business is it whether I'm home or not is what I say. But she would call like a million times, to the point where I started to think it was just plain funny & sad.
THEN..one night after a million calls,she came over to my house nd it was really awkward but I managed to smooth it out.."Oh, I don't even know where my phone is, I hate it anyway,all it does is ring" It took me a few weeks to shake her but she didn't call once this week and I thought "Wooohoo! score!" I hate to sound coldhearted or anything but I'm not looking for friends there, I just want fish connections.
Anyway..told ya it would be long. I doubt anybody even read this far,but I will continue to ramble.
Now the store manager is another story, I adore Mr.Ly. He loves to talk bettas with me and tell me stories about when he was a kid and he would catch wild ones for the men in the village for change. He's very excited about me selling out of the shop. And he's been in love with my orange plakats forever. About 2 months ago I brought one of the babies up to him as a gift. He kept it on the register in one of those little bitty marineland bowls with the light. I hated it but out of respect for them I bit my tongue and hoped they'd do frequent water changes. Who am I to say anything about how they care for a fish?
On several occasions I would go in and find his water looking pretty dingy, or him looking really skinny and I would hiss at the little girl who works there that she better make sure his water stays clean .I would sneak him a brine shrimp or two from the bags at the counter.
The last time I saw him, all the life was completely sucked from him and he wouldn't even get up and dance when I looked at him,he looked miserable and it killed me.
But my trips to the lfs haven't been frequent this month at all. Maybe once a week.I went in today and they said he got dropsy and died
That's the first of my spawn to be sick,and the first to die and I'm just so upset and pissed.
She was sitting at the register when I walked in and smiling when she told me. I think it was the smile that pissed me off.
I walked away and got the food and when I came up to the counter I think I was fuming. She asked "are you ok?" and no...no I wasn't.
I don't even know what I said, she said "He just got dropsy" and I was like "just got dropsy Kim? just got it? Bull....!!! It's because you didn't even care for him." etc etc Then Mr Ly came up and asked if I'd heard and I spewed off some more. I'm so upset on so many levels. I honestly feel that the only ones who were sad were me and Tuesday
(and quite possibly the girl who works there, I ripped her head off too though) I know they see dead fish everyday, I understand they've grown immune to it or something. But it killed me, ugghh
This will probably be long winded,but I have to rant so bear with me.
First allow me to set the scene, as many know I have a lfs where I intend to sell some of my bettas in the future. We're very friendly with each other on a personal level, although I've tried my best to keep my distance. Don't mix business and friendship if ya catch my drift. I'm really good friends (outside of the shop) with this girl who used to work there, she quit a couple of months ago and that was hard for me because they had bad blood between each other,yet I had to remain neutral. The managers wife suddenly started trying to squeeze info out of me and she became really buddy buddy,almost to the point of annoying.
She would call late at night and I wouldn't answer. Hey sometimes I'm busy,who's business is it whether I'm home or not is what I say. But she would call like a million times, to the point where I started to think it was just plain funny & sad.
THEN..one night after a million calls,she came over to my house nd it was really awkward but I managed to smooth it out.."Oh, I don't even know where my phone is, I hate it anyway,all it does is ring" It took me a few weeks to shake her but she didn't call once this week and I thought "Wooohoo! score!" I hate to sound coldhearted or anything but I'm not looking for friends there, I just want fish connections.Anyway..told ya it would be long. I doubt anybody even read this far,but I will continue to ramble.
Now the store manager is another story, I adore Mr.Ly. He loves to talk bettas with me and tell me stories about when he was a kid and he would catch wild ones for the men in the village for change. He's very excited about me selling out of the shop. And he's been in love with my orange plakats forever. About 2 months ago I brought one of the babies up to him as a gift. He kept it on the register in one of those little bitty marineland bowls with the light. I hated it but out of respect for them I bit my tongue and hoped they'd do frequent water changes. Who am I to say anything about how they care for a fish?
On several occasions I would go in and find his water looking pretty dingy, or him looking really skinny and I would hiss at the little girl who works there that she better make sure his water stays clean .I would sneak him a brine shrimp or two from the bags at the counter.
The last time I saw him, all the life was completely sucked from him and he wouldn't even get up and dance when I looked at him,he looked miserable and it killed me.
But my trips to the lfs haven't been frequent this month at all. Maybe once a week.I went in today and they said he got dropsy and died
That's the first of my spawn to be sick,and the first to die and I'm just so upset and pissed.
She was sitting at the register when I walked in and smiling when she told me. I think it was the smile that pissed me off.
I walked away and got the food and when I came up to the counter I think I was fuming. She asked "are you ok?" and no...no I wasn't.
I don't even know what I said, she said "He just got dropsy" and I was like "just got dropsy Kim? just got it? Bull....!!! It's because you didn't even care for him." etc etc Then Mr Ly came up and asked if I'd heard and I spewed off some more. I'm so upset on so many levels. I honestly feel that the only ones who were sad were me and Tuesday
(and quite possibly the girl who works there, I ripped her head off too though) I know they see dead fish everyday, I understand they've grown immune to it or something. But it killed me, ugghh 
But that's just wishful thinking. 
