Recently, we set up our little 10 gallon aquarium. I imagined we’d get cute little guppies that would make tiny baby fish we could watch grow. We took a fun little family trip to Walmart (eh, is that an oxymoron?) for our new fish.
I’m not a fish expert, but I do know that when there’s a bunch of fish dead in the tank (which was the case with the cute guppies), you probably don’t want to get any from that tank.
Instead, the kids picked out two beautiful blue gouramis, with the thought that we’d go to another pet shop and find more fish later.
So, we take these two little buddies home and release them into their new aquatic world, so proud of ourselves for giving them a new home, thoughtfully decorated with a Spongebob and Squidward house, rescuing them from the confinements of the overcrowded Walmart tanks. The kids squatted down in front of the tanks, so excited to see these creatures fall in love with their new environment.
Well, we quickly realized that these two fish are NOT friends. At. All.
Although they’re the same size, there’s apparently some unspoken heirarchy between the two of them, and one is definitely the boss. And he’s a mean one.
I imagine the underdog fish was thinking, “Lord, of all the other fish to put me with, they had to grab him. I hate my life right now”
Since day one, he’s chased the other guy, bit him, and hardly let him eat. My kids call him a blue bully. In fact, the other day, my two youngest kids were fighting and Isaac told Josh that he was being mean like the blue fish.
I needed a solution, so I figured it was time to add a few more fish to level out the economy in the tank. Instead of Walmart, we went to a real pet shop, where they seem to actually know what they’re talking about. I explain to Mr. Fish Expert our situation, and that I need a few more fish to help. I think he laughed at me. Really, he did. His question was “when are you going to get a bigger aquarium to put them in?”
Uh, what? Why do I need a bigger aquarium? (sir, do you work on commission?)
He tells me that this type of fish can be aggressive
duh, I just told you that and that they can get pretty big, and that my tank would never be big enough, nor did he recommend adding more fish (what about that commission, I was hear to BUY more fish?)
Great. I decide not to take his advice, and buy two 88 cent fish anyway, to which he told me “fine, just don’t blame us when they die”.
Okay, I won’t.
Now, we’re back to a tank with only two fish. One who does nothing but hides in the Squidward house all the time, and another one who is so mean the kids don’t even like him.
So, the moral to this story?
I’m planning on jumping on Isaac’s bandwagon, and using it as a life lesson for my kids. Don’t be a bully. If you’re mean, no one will like you, and you’ll have no friends.
You’ll make everyone want to flush you down the toilet. Okay, okay, okay, I won’t go that far.
Oh, and listen when people who know what they’re talking about give you advice, because maybe, just maybe, they’re right (Mr. Fish Expert, this is me not blaming you for the death of the other two fish, you really were right)