A Quest for Rodents
So, about a week ago, the thought crossed my mind about maybe getting a pet hamster or two. I had hamsters when I was young, and I miss my dogs, but we can't have dogs here, so I liked the idea of getting a hamster.
Sunday, I went to the mall and ended up browsing the pet store and finding two dwarf hamsters I really liked.
Today, I went to my parents' house and ransacked the attic for old hamster supplies and found a tank lid, a water bottle, a wheel and a ball. I also decided on two names for the hamsters I'd soon own.
I went back to the same pet store about 10 minutes before they closed. The employees are all goofing off, obviously ready to leave. No one asks me if I need help, between the 5 of them sitting around. I scope out the hamsters and the ones I wanted were still there. I grabbed some food and some bedding then went to check out the tanks.
(I needed a 10-gallon tank, because that was the size of the lid I had...)
There were no 10-gallon tanks, but there was a 15, for what I thought was a reasonable price. Since I REALLY wanted the hamsters then and there, I was willing to get a 15-gallon tank and buy a lid to fit it. I asked if maybe they had any 10-gallon tanks in the back, but they didn't. So I said I'd take a 15-gallon tank and lid. They come out with a 15-gallon tank and tell me they have no lids to match. They tried to sell me a lid with a heat lamp (for reptiles), which I didn't want or need.
Now, I'm carrying around the food and bedding which rounds out to about $18, looking at a 15-gallon tank for roughly $40 and two dwarf hamsters at $15 each. That's a potential $90 sale, before tax.
At this point, one of the employees comes sauntering out with a 10-gallon sparkling clean tank. I said "Oh great! You found a 10-gallon tank!"
He says "Nah, I need to use this to rotate the frogs."
"B-b-but, all I need is a 10-gallon tank."
He gave me some bullshit excuse why I couldn't have the tank.
I said "You're gonna blow a hundred dollar sale when all I need is that tank? And you can easily just grab one of the other ones?"
He sighs heavily and is about to respond when some bitch jumps in and says "Look, we're about to close...can you like, come back tomorrow?"
I am usually a very patient person, but not when it comes to blatant bitchery. As a matter of fact, I can't tolerate that at all. So I turned my head towards her, stared in disgust/disbelief for a second or two, placed the glass tank down on the ground and tossed the food and bedding down on the floor in front of me, turned around and walked out without another word.
I then went to PetCo and found everything I needed minus the hamsters for $29. I tipped the kid that helped me $5 and told him what had just happened.
Thursday I'm getting some hamsters. I'd get them tomorrow, but I'm meeting Vinnie in Connecticut. :)
Sunday, I went to the mall and ended up browsing the pet store and finding two dwarf hamsters I really liked.
Today, I went to my parents' house and ransacked the attic for old hamster supplies and found a tank lid, a water bottle, a wheel and a ball. I also decided on two names for the hamsters I'd soon own.
I went back to the same pet store about 10 minutes before they closed. The employees are all goofing off, obviously ready to leave. No one asks me if I need help, between the 5 of them sitting around. I scope out the hamsters and the ones I wanted were still there. I grabbed some food and some bedding then went to check out the tanks.
(I needed a 10-gallon tank, because that was the size of the lid I had...)
There were no 10-gallon tanks, but there was a 15, for what I thought was a reasonable price. Since I REALLY wanted the hamsters then and there, I was willing to get a 15-gallon tank and buy a lid to fit it. I asked if maybe they had any 10-gallon tanks in the back, but they didn't. So I said I'd take a 15-gallon tank and lid. They come out with a 15-gallon tank and tell me they have no lids to match. They tried to sell me a lid with a heat lamp (for reptiles), which I didn't want or need.
Now, I'm carrying around the food and bedding which rounds out to about $18, looking at a 15-gallon tank for roughly $40 and two dwarf hamsters at $15 each. That's a potential $90 sale, before tax.
At this point, one of the employees comes sauntering out with a 10-gallon sparkling clean tank. I said "Oh great! You found a 10-gallon tank!"
He says "Nah, I need to use this to rotate the frogs."
"B-b-but, all I need is a 10-gallon tank."
He gave me some bullshit excuse why I couldn't have the tank.
I said "You're gonna blow a hundred dollar sale when all I need is that tank? And you can easily just grab one of the other ones?"
He sighs heavily and is about to respond when some bitch jumps in and says "Look, we're about to close...can you like, come back tomorrow?"
I am usually a very patient person, but not when it comes to blatant bitchery. As a matter of fact, I can't tolerate that at all. So I turned my head towards her, stared in disgust/disbelief for a second or two, placed the glass tank down on the ground and tossed the food and bedding down on the floor in front of me, turned around and walked out without another word.
I then went to PetCo and found everything I needed minus the hamsters for $29. I tipped the kid that helped me $5 and told him what had just happened.
Thursday I'm getting some hamsters. I'd get them tomorrow, but I'm meeting Vinnie in Connecticut. :)