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Posted by gomezvi on September 05, 2002 at 16:37:36:
So I'm sitting around work, kinda bored, so I head over to Reptile Killers (not actual name of Petstore, but should be) during my lunch break to just kinda window shop. Loud metal music is blasting through the place, and all employees are apparently cut from the same block of cheese: shaven head, goatee, black tee-shirt and multiple body pearcings are the uniform of the shop. I am by no means an "expert", nor do I pretend to be one. I engage one of the guys behind the counter (playing with a pinkie mouse) about one of the monitors for sale:
Me: Excuse me, is that a salvatori or surinam?
clone: Erg, well, I dunno. I think its some sorta lizard.
Me: (noticing pinkie) How much are you selling your pinkies for?
clone: I dunno. Is that a frog or lizard?
Seeing where this is going, I let the clone off the hook and just walk away, looking at the skinks. I now hear someone trying to get advice for their chameleon from the clone:
clone: A 10 gallon tank is a perfect size for your (grown) veiled chameleon, since they don't move much. Just give it a water bowl and make sure you handle it on a regular basis to allow it to get used to people, or it might die from lack of attention.
I had to jump in and give my two cents worth. I reccommended the 65 gallon reptarium as a minimum size for this animal, preferably the 100 gallon or larger. I also warned about the risks of upper respitory infections when housing chams in a glass aquarium, the need for a drip system (clone: sounds like some sort of infection), and handling chams (do it as little as possible).
The customer thanks me, and (unknown to me) thanks the manager for having such knowledgable salespeople. The manager comes by, tells me I'm doing a good job, and asks me to unpack the crickets. The look on his face was priceless when I told him I'm not an employee.