Last night, I was at Walmart getting a light for my 10 gallon. There was a big stack of 50 pound bird seed bags, with a large, relatively old woman sitting on them, cart blocking the aisle. She's sitting there like the Queen of Engalnd, ordering the fish person to. "Get me a couple of those" (Gourami's), "and 4 of those" (convicts) oh and I want 6 of those (goldfish) oh and throw a few snails in there too....
I was watching in awe! lol The old lady looked mean enough that I kept my mouth shut though (I had my kid with me). By the end of it she had about 10 bags of incompatible fish!! I felt like I should have given those fish 'last rights' or something, because I know they're all probably dead by now!
