I don't get many people telling me I'm going to die cuz I keep the fact that I have snakes on the down low. Not because I'm ashamed, only cuz if I get talking about one snake, you can't shut me up for an hour! That, and I don't want to chance getting into the whole 'OMG they're going to EAT you!' "conversation".
The one time I was really hassled about my snakes was at our last Christmas family dinner. My BF's great aunt or something is like 80+ years old. And someone threw out the question "Elise how are your snakes doing?" and she about flipped. Eyes grew big and the questions started coming... Then the "YOU HAVE PYTHONS?!" comment.But, I realize she's old, stuck in her ways and I didn't try to argue with her. I think she's the oldest in the family now so I dare not combat her.
The only other stupid comment that I got that really rubbed me the wrong way came from my BF's mom. I was telling her about how we're keeping the younger guys in tubs and she said "Well you're gonna put them in tanks, right? I mean, who wants to spend their life in a tub?" At that point, with the month I was having, I was livid. It still ticks me off just thinking about it!
Yeah, now I'm ranting too... Gosh, lol. I guess we all need to get it off our chest routinely!
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