The night I got my goldfish, I was so excited to take him home and set up his fish bowl that I FORGOT TO BUY FISH FOOD. When my mom found out, she immediately gave me the Holy Jesus proper on how she can't believe some people would actually want pets and not give them their 100%.
But ma... I FORGOT!
To make up for my carelessness, the next day (after being ass-whooped in the kitchen) I trotted my weary person over to Wal-Mart to buy the fish goodies. Nevermind that it was sooooo late in the evening and that I was going to sleep less than 4 hours because I had to work brunch in the morning... I can't come home to a hungry fish and not have anything to feed it.
It's amazing how a tiny 2-inch fish with a 4 second memory (supposedly) could sway someone over a thousand times it's size to make that extra effort to get him fed and happy.
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