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kathainbowen
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Sorry. My fault. I was just relaying what she said to me. It was just one of those things that left me scratching my head as the ethics of the situation of whether it was better to kill the mice, introduce a non-native species to the state of New Jersey, or kill the snake (either by neglect of setting Harley free in the winter or by her suggestion of actually taking it outside and kiling it).
But very sorry!
If there was a smilie bowing in shame.... picture it right here.
OK, the story about my RO unit breaking...the short version.
i came home late from my day job and had just picked up a piece of 1/2"x8' bar stock ( a big steel rod) i went thru the front door to grab a soda before going out to my shop and i saw a wolf spider crawl across the floor in the foyer, ive almost died 7 times, been beaten almost to death, shot (accidental, never take noobs to a gun range), stabbed (not accidental, dont date psycho woman) and hit by a car but was never scared during any of them but a spider will have me screaming like a little girl im so afraid of them and this was a huge wolf spider, so i started jabbing at the spider with the bar stock and my cat came and started swatting at it, we followed it into the kitchen where it crawled under the sink, i knocked the cabinet door off with the rod and kept jabbing when my cat jumped in and knocked over a can of lysol into the path of the rod right as i was jabbing so of course it busted and covered the area with lysol mist, i started to cough and jerked the rod up and it broke the RO off the wall (along with denting my stainless sink)....man my wife was ****ed when she got home, there was cracked tiles all along the path i followed the spider, torn up cabinet, dented sink. Me and the cat were sitting in the front yard and we had to go to a hotel for the night because i set off 15 bug bombs in a 2200 sq foot house( i have a special made elasticized vinyl tarp that i seal with duct tape and a air pump for the tank cause i bug bomb the house once a month)
i came home late from my day job and had just picked up a piece of 1/2"x8' bar stock ( a big steel rod) i went thru the front door to grab a soda before going out to my shop and i saw a wolf spider crawl across the floor in the foyer, ive almost died 7 times, been beaten almost to death, shot (accidental, never take noobs to a gun range), stabbed (not accidental, dont date psycho woman) and hit by a car but was never scared during any of them but a spider will have me screaming like a little girl im so afraid of them and this was a huge wolf spider, so i started jabbing at the spider with the bar stock and my cat came and started swatting at it, we followed it into the kitchen where it crawled under the sink, i knocked the cabinet door off with the rod and kept jabbing when my cat jumped in and knocked over a can of lysol into the path of the rod right as i was jabbing so of course it busted and covered the area with lysol mist, i started to cough and jerked the rod up and it broke the RO off the wall (along with denting my stainless sink)....man my wife was ****ed when she got home, there was cracked tiles all along the path i followed the spider, torn up cabinet, dented sink. Me and the cat were sitting in the front yard and we had to go to a hotel for the night because i set off 15 bug bombs in a 2200 sq foot house( i have a special made elasticized vinyl tarp that i seal with duct tape and a air pump for the tank cause i bug bomb the house once a month)
customanimalart
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:lol: :lol: :eek2:
Sorry to hear your about your near death experiences, but this is hilarious!!!
All I can see is where in the movie Home Alone, where Joe Pesci's character put the spider on his robber buddy's face! That girly scream makes me die everytime. Is this what you sounded like?:lol: :lol:
Sorry to hear your about your near death experiences, but this is hilarious!!!
All I can see is where in the movie Home Alone, where Joe Pesci's character put the spider on his robber buddy's face! That girly scream makes me die everytime. Is this what you sounded like?:lol: :lol:
yea thats pretty much the sound, and dont be sorry about the experiences, live every day to the max without fear (or common sense) and you get some great stories. example of my attitude: 5 years old, couldnt swim, jumped in the deep end of the pool and had to be pulled out, when i woke up i jumped back in and figured out how to swim.
littlefish72
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Ok so i only counted 4 near death experienced
beaten
shot
stabbed
run over (assuming you were not hit by the same person that stabbed you because that would only count as one not two)
now you being an electrician, working with electricity had to be one at some point......your wife after seeing the mess you made with the spider and the cat had to be another......so that leaves you with one more near death experience
beaten
shot
stabbed
run over (assuming you were not hit by the same person that stabbed you because that would only count as one not two)
now you being an electrician, working with electricity had to be one at some point......your wife after seeing the mess you made with the spider and the cat had to be another......so that leaves you with one more near death experience
QueenDustBunny
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I should start out by saying that my 5-year old son has Asperger's (a kind of High Functioning Autism). He is very into fish at the moment and has been for about 2 years.
We were looking at the fish at the LPS and a woman was going to get a betta for her daughter and another one for her son. They had only one tank in the cart. Then in his little sing-songy voice "Uuuuu you can't duuuuuu that. They need their own tank."
He will go to the LFS and watch the most agressive fish they have and tell him to behave, get along with others and "Fish are friends, not food".
When another kid calls the fish Nemo or Dory or the like, he always corrects them with the kind of fish, then has to add "We all have different names, but we are all people."
The best has to be at the Shark Encounter in SeaWorld where he pointed out the male sharks from the female sharks because they don't have claspers.
We were looking at the fish at the LPS and a woman was going to get a betta for her daughter and another one for her son. They had only one tank in the cart. Then in his little sing-songy voice "Uuuuu you can't duuuuuu that. They need their own tank."
He will go to the LFS and watch the most agressive fish they have and tell him to behave, get along with others and "Fish are friends, not food".
When another kid calls the fish Nemo or Dory or the like, he always corrects them with the kind of fish, then has to add "We all have different names, but we are all people."
The best has to be at the Shark Encounter in SeaWorld where he pointed out the male sharks from the female sharks because they don't have claspers.
kathainbowen
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..... AW!!!!!
SOOOooooOOO precious and such a budding marine biologist!!!
*squeals in delight*
SOOOooooOOO precious and such a budding marine biologist!!!
*squeals in delight*
virginiadiver69
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Your the only one making an issue of it.
virginiadiver69
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Just saying your responce seemed a little knee jerk to me. I doubt a thread would be closed because someone mentioned they are a Christian.
Yes, I did bring it up WHEN I saw it. Are you the topic timing police as well as the thread police?
P.S. your welcome on the assist.
Yes, I did bring it up WHEN I saw it. Are you the topic timing police as well as the thread police?
P.S. your welcome on the assist.
virginiadiver69
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:beer:
kathainbowen
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Okay, guys, let's get back to silly LFS stories (from both customer and client end).
When I moved back up from Atlanta to NJ, I was in a real bind. I was bringing home a kitty with me (my Barry, aka Polar Barry since he sleeps like a polar bear... or like he's drunk), and Barry is severely allergic to fleas. When he gets even a few bites, his hair starts falling out. I had asked my mum and dad several times throughout the last month or two before the move to check and make sure our family cat, Misty (aka Fatty, Tubby, Lard Butt, Fuzzbucket.... if you haven't figured it out yet, Misty's a rather.... er... portly Maine Coon) didn't have any fleas on her.
THE night I was caravaning with my dad (he in his car with all the delicate electronic stuff and me in the lead car with Barry (crying all 886 miles- I counted down EVERY mile until I could let him out of the car and be done with his awful crying!) and Harlequin (in his cozy little, sheet covered travelling cage, but not in his to make sure I could keep an eye on him and his overall condition on the long haul).... I called my mum.
Me: "And Barry is just hating this!"
Mum: (and I kid you not, this was her segway to the bad news) "Oh, speaking of cats, Misty's got something."
Me: "Got something? Like what?"
Mum: "I don't know. They're like little worms."
Me: "She has maggots?!?!?"
Mum: "No.... they're just these little worms."
Me: "And you're SURE they're not fleas?"
Mum: "No, they're worms!"
..... *sigh*
Well, I get home, and Misty is INFESTED with fleas. She is so covered with fleas that, when she gets up from sleeping, the fleas she left behind looked like a silhouette of her. What does this mean for me and my poor Barry? It means I had to spend the next hour running around desperately to every pet shop in the area to find Frontline, a flea shampoo, and possibly CapStar (although Capstar is illegal for over the counter sale in NJ, I was hoping to luck out and find a really stupid store and pick up some).
I stopped at my local PetSmart after finding a few places that sold Frontline but only had it in stock for dogs, not for cats, nor even small dogs. Now, I'm not going to bash PetSmart. I'll save that for the "Retail Experiences" forum.... but that doesn't mean I'm not going to ridicule the girl who helped me at the PetSmart.
Me: "Um.... excuse me. I'm in a bit of an emergency. Do you have Frontline?"
Girl: "No! Don't you know anything? Frontline's illegal to sell unless you're a vet."
Me: ".... uh.... no it's not."
Girl: "Yes it is! Frontline can't be sold over the counter in NJ!"
Me: "... so why do all of your competitors have it over the counter?"
Girl: "No they don't!"
Me: ".... uh... yeah.... yeah they do. I just left Petland Discounts and Pets Plus, and they both sell Frontline over the counter."
Girl: "Then they're breaking the law!"
Me: *looking over her shoulder and spying a Hartz equivalent product* "So why do you carry Hartz's version of Frontline, when all Hartz products are known for either being utterly useless placebos or really harsh on animals?"
Girl: "Hartz isn't illegal. And it's a good product!"
<i>{I'm not going to include the ten minute argument about Hartz products here. I encourage you to look it up as opposed to getting this thread shut down for violating the rules of this portion of the forum. But, suffice it to say that this employee ADORED Hartz products.... while I find them to be some of the worst products on the planet from both my vet's advising and different studies on the products. Always consult your vet before deciding if a product really is as awful as I personally feel Hartz is}</i>
Me: ".... so.... seriously.... you don't have Frontline because you think it's illegal in the state of New Jersey? Or are you just telling me this because you don't feel like walking over to your supervisor and asking.... since you obviously don't know what you're talking about."
.... yes.... when I'm in a rush and in a bind... I get really snarky.
Girl: "I'm going to have to get my manager!"
Me: "Good!"
.... she gets her manager. The manager spends fifteen minutes trying to explain to me that Frontline, Frontline Plus, Advantix, and all these flea medications of a similar vein are illegal in the state of NJ. Finally, they throw me out for requesting "illegal" products and insisting that they break state law because the manager is convinced of this and started the employees thinking this.
..... but.... see.... you would think that me, I would just go on my merry way and avoid that shop from now on? No. I'm a Jersey Girl. I've always said a Jersey Girl will make all your dreams come true, but, if you cross her voice, she'll go out of her way to destroy you. I went on my way, still fuming from the PetSmart incident. So, when I actually find the stuff at the next shop down the highway, bought it, turned around for home, and was about to pass the aforementioned PetSmart..... I had to stop in. I'm sorry. I was FURIOUS at being thrown out of a shop for making the simple request for a prodct that I knew to be legal.
Apparently, though, the manager I had spoken with earlier saw me walking up to the front door and stopped me.
Manager: "I'm sorry, but you're not welcome in this PetSmart anymore. At least not today."
Me: "Oh, because I wanted to clarify something for you."
Manager: *snarkily* "And that is?"
Me: "Do you see this reciept from your major competitive, PetCo?"
Manager: "Yeah?"
Me: "I'd like you to note the third item down."
Manager: "Exo-Terra {bulb for Harley in case the ones I had hadn't survived the trip}, Zodiac Shampoo...... Frontline Plus Cat...."
The manager paused for a moment, dumbfounded. This was a reciept from a PetCo just two miles down the road. There was no mistake of it. The address was printed on the reciept for the PetCo, listing it on the same highway, and even in the same zip code. She just stared at it like I had handed her a deadly, deadly snake.
And, then, her shock changed quite quickly to a forced corporate smile.
Manager: "Oh, my goodness, ma'am, I must have misunderstood you! I though you were looking for another product! PetSmart doesn't carry Frontline, but could I interest you in Hartz's similar product?"
.... *facepalm facepalm facepalm*
I have only been back to that particular store in twice in the last year, both times were dire emergencies... and both times all of the staff steered quite clear from my path, including the original girl and manager duo of stupidity.
When I moved back up from Atlanta to NJ, I was in a real bind. I was bringing home a kitty with me (my Barry, aka Polar Barry since he sleeps like a polar bear... or like he's drunk), and Barry is severely allergic to fleas. When he gets even a few bites, his hair starts falling out. I had asked my mum and dad several times throughout the last month or two before the move to check and make sure our family cat, Misty (aka Fatty, Tubby, Lard Butt, Fuzzbucket.... if you haven't figured it out yet, Misty's a rather.... er... portly Maine Coon) didn't have any fleas on her.
THE night I was caravaning with my dad (he in his car with all the delicate electronic stuff and me in the lead car with Barry (crying all 886 miles- I counted down EVERY mile until I could let him out of the car and be done with his awful crying!) and Harlequin (in his cozy little, sheet covered travelling cage, but not in his to make sure I could keep an eye on him and his overall condition on the long haul).... I called my mum.
Me: "And Barry is just hating this!"
Mum: (and I kid you not, this was her segway to the bad news) "Oh, speaking of cats, Misty's got something."
Me: "Got something? Like what?"
Mum: "I don't know. They're like little worms."
Me: "She has maggots?!?!?"
Mum: "No.... they're just these little worms."
Me: "And you're SURE they're not fleas?"
Mum: "No, they're worms!"
..... *sigh*
Well, I get home, and Misty is INFESTED with fleas. She is so covered with fleas that, when she gets up from sleeping, the fleas she left behind looked like a silhouette of her. What does this mean for me and my poor Barry? It means I had to spend the next hour running around desperately to every pet shop in the area to find Frontline, a flea shampoo, and possibly CapStar (although Capstar is illegal for over the counter sale in NJ, I was hoping to luck out and find a really stupid store and pick up some).
I stopped at my local PetSmart after finding a few places that sold Frontline but only had it in stock for dogs, not for cats, nor even small dogs. Now, I'm not going to bash PetSmart. I'll save that for the "Retail Experiences" forum.... but that doesn't mean I'm not going to ridicule the girl who helped me at the PetSmart.
Me: "Um.... excuse me. I'm in a bit of an emergency. Do you have Frontline?"
Girl: "No! Don't you know anything? Frontline's illegal to sell unless you're a vet."
Me: ".... uh.... no it's not."
Girl: "Yes it is! Frontline can't be sold over the counter in NJ!"
Me: "... so why do all of your competitors have it over the counter?"
Girl: "No they don't!"
Me: ".... uh... yeah.... yeah they do. I just left Petland Discounts and Pets Plus, and they both sell Frontline over the counter."
Girl: "Then they're breaking the law!"
Me: *looking over her shoulder and spying a Hartz equivalent product* "So why do you carry Hartz's version of Frontline, when all Hartz products are known for either being utterly useless placebos or really harsh on animals?"
Girl: "Hartz isn't illegal. And it's a good product!"
<i>{I'm not going to include the ten minute argument about Hartz products here. I encourage you to look it up as opposed to getting this thread shut down for violating the rules of this portion of the forum. But, suffice it to say that this employee ADORED Hartz products.... while I find them to be some of the worst products on the planet from both my vet's advising and different studies on the products. Always consult your vet before deciding if a product really is as awful as I personally feel Hartz is}</i>
Me: ".... so.... seriously.... you don't have Frontline because you think it's illegal in the state of New Jersey? Or are you just telling me this because you don't feel like walking over to your supervisor and asking.... since you obviously don't know what you're talking about."
.... yes.... when I'm in a rush and in a bind... I get really snarky.
Girl: "I'm going to have to get my manager!"
Me: "Good!"
.... she gets her manager. The manager spends fifteen minutes trying to explain to me that Frontline, Frontline Plus, Advantix, and all these flea medications of a similar vein are illegal in the state of NJ. Finally, they throw me out for requesting "illegal" products and insisting that they break state law because the manager is convinced of this and started the employees thinking this.
..... but.... see.... you would think that me, I would just go on my merry way and avoid that shop from now on? No. I'm a Jersey Girl. I've always said a Jersey Girl will make all your dreams come true, but, if you cross her voice, she'll go out of her way to destroy you. I went on my way, still fuming from the PetSmart incident. So, when I actually find the stuff at the next shop down the highway, bought it, turned around for home, and was about to pass the aforementioned PetSmart..... I had to stop in. I'm sorry. I was FURIOUS at being thrown out of a shop for making the simple request for a prodct that I knew to be legal.
Apparently, though, the manager I had spoken with earlier saw me walking up to the front door and stopped me.
Manager: "I'm sorry, but you're not welcome in this PetSmart anymore. At least not today."
Me: "Oh, because I wanted to clarify something for you."
Manager: *snarkily* "And that is?"
Me: "Do you see this reciept from your major competitive, PetCo?"
Manager: "Yeah?"
Me: "I'd like you to note the third item down."
Manager: "Exo-Terra {bulb for Harley in case the ones I had hadn't survived the trip}, Zodiac Shampoo...... Frontline Plus Cat...."
The manager paused for a moment, dumbfounded. This was a reciept from a PetCo just two miles down the road. There was no mistake of it. The address was printed on the reciept for the PetCo, listing it on the same highway, and even in the same zip code. She just stared at it like I had handed her a deadly, deadly snake.
And, then, her shock changed quite quickly to a forced corporate smile.
Manager: "Oh, my goodness, ma'am, I must have misunderstood you! I though you were looking for another product! PetSmart doesn't carry Frontline, but could I interest you in Hartz's similar product?"
.... *facepalm facepalm facepalm*
I have only been back to that particular store in twice in the last year, both times were dire emergencies... and both times all of the staff steered quite clear from my path, including the original girl and manager duo of stupidity.
kathainbowen
New member
.... I'm sorry.... but I really had to crosspost that from the newbie forum. I feel really bad for Sparkpaul, yet I cannot help but giggle at the thought that corals AND fish can't live past six months in captivity.
kathainbowen
New member
Probably.... but I at least felt satisfied to stick it to them and regain my ability to shop there.... even though I've chosen not to exercise it unless I really, really need to.
AugustWest
Premium Member
At my LFS we have an Acrylic Tank that is 8'x4'x2' . We had 2 made and use one for our Live Rock and decided to sell the other. In the interest of saving space we stood it on end, so its standing 8 feet high by 4 feet wide and you are looking into the tank.
Customer calls me over to it and states " I know they have come a long way in this hobby but....." " How does the water stay in it??" :eek1:
Customer calls me over to it and states " I know they have come a long way in this hobby but....." " How does the water stay in it??" :eek1:
Sophiebelle
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This is a little off the LFS topic, but it still makes me laugh when I think back on it. I work at a veterinary clinic as a receptionist/vet assistant and this man called in and said his dogs had ticks on them - could we remove them? I said sure and told him to bring them in. When he arrived, I brought him into an exam room and told him to show me where the ticks were. He had three dachshunds and lifted each one up and showed me what he thought were two rows of ticks on all of the dogs' stomachs. I said, "Sir, those aren't ticks. Those are nipples."
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