Sasheena
07-18-2005, 08:44 PM
Hey, thought it might be fun to have some "funny anecdotes" thread.
Of course my opening anecdote is perhaps not the funniest...
Once upon a time, between when I was a kid and the family had a snake, and when I got "into" snakes as an adult.... I remember once stumbling onto the whole snake-community peripherally...
My boyfriend of the time brought me over to his brother's house. I was somewhat startled by the huge red-tailed boa with an enclosure that took up 1/4th of the living room. I didn't know how to react when the brother said: "Do you want to see some cool mice?"
It was a VERY bizarre situation to have the brother take me out to the garage, and in the first moment the odor of mice was so strong. I don't think I even comprehended the whole mouse rack thing, but that is what he had in his garage. He had to show me some baby mice, saying "Can you believe that mice are yellow?" and he showed them to me. I remember my desire to be polite and show all the interest in the world and still get the heck out of there!
Fast forward to times when people not "in" the snake world visit my own house and I take them into my mouse house to show them my snakes. I always have a flashback to that time and try to be understanding of people's complete non-understanding of the whole snake-lover's universe.
It's weird though, to remember my feelings from "outside" and now from the "inside"
Of course my opening anecdote is perhaps not the funniest...
Once upon a time, between when I was a kid and the family had a snake, and when I got "into" snakes as an adult.... I remember once stumbling onto the whole snake-community peripherally...
My boyfriend of the time brought me over to his brother's house. I was somewhat startled by the huge red-tailed boa with an enclosure that took up 1/4th of the living room. I didn't know how to react when the brother said: "Do you want to see some cool mice?"
It was a VERY bizarre situation to have the brother take me out to the garage, and in the first moment the odor of mice was so strong. I don't think I even comprehended the whole mouse rack thing, but that is what he had in his garage. He had to show me some baby mice, saying "Can you believe that mice are yellow?" and he showed them to me. I remember my desire to be polite and show all the interest in the world and still get the heck out of there!
Fast forward to times when people not "in" the snake world visit my own house and I take them into my mouse house to show them my snakes. I always have a flashback to that time and try to be understanding of people's complete non-understanding of the whole snake-lover's universe.
It's weird though, to remember my feelings from "outside" and now from the "inside"