Me going over my to do list for the evening: "I need pick up a few things, get home, set the rats out for dinner, and then do some laundry.
Coworker: <blink...blink...blink> Huh?!
Me: <eyeroll>
Coworker: Oh!!!! Yeah!!! You have snakes. I thought at first the rats were going to be YOUR dinner.
Strangers standing all around just staring at me like I'm psychotic as I work at a very busy Wal-Mart and nothing that gets said goes unnoticed.
That was today right before I went home. Things like this tend to happen at least once a month despite everyone knowing I have snakes. Though I must admit when one of my managers (a big, 6'4" professional trainer) squealed like a little girl in fear when I showed him a picture of one of my babies, it makes it all worth it.
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