We have a very large aquarium in our office. Like, 200 gallons large. Let me just be blunt about it, it’s a big bitch.
And in this big bitch of an aquarium there are fish. I’d say somewhere around 30.
Somewhere between swimming & eating & staring at reflections something magical happened - two of these fish fell fin-over-fin in love. And the female has finally laid her eggs.
♥ Sigh ♥
Which, I guess, is a big deal because that’s all I’ve heard this afternoon. One of professors is the mastermind behind this aquarium and he came down to witness the growing affection.
Co-Worker: [clapping] She’s laying her eggs! Come look!
Me: Hey, I lay an egg every month and nobody claps for me.
Mastermind: [videoing the hopeful exchange of fish fluids]
Co-Worker: I wish the male wasn’t being so stupid. He keeps eating all the eggs.
Me: Well, who doesn’t like caviar? Am I right?
Three things are clear from this exchange –
1. I may work with Biologists day in and day out, but I am clearly not one.
2. I need more applause in my life otherwise I may resort to snarky comments about a fish.
3. I may secretly condone cannibalism.