At what doors exactly am I supposed to be knocking at? All I see are horses and heaps of ponies rolling themselves in the dirt… They’re sold, right?
I was walking to my next appointment and looking into my folder at the same time when someone yells out “be careful not to step on my snake!”. My head shoots up and I’m thinking -I don’t step on your what now?- and he nods his head to the direction of his fence. Surely enough, there’s an eight-foot python stretching it’s body across the owners front lawn, apparently soaking up the sun. This guy isn’t hungry because he only ate like TEN WEEKS AGO so he was in no mood to strike anyone soon. Anyway, easiest person to sell to since this man had three snake enclosures.
This man demonstrates how much ‘Slithers’ loves him and surely enough, the snakes head moves towards the mans nose and starts licking him. Since I’m trying to build rapport, he asked me if I wanted to hold the creature and I’m there thinking -oh my gosh no no no noooooo- but I pretended to act casual and instead said “yeah dude, snakes are pretty cool”. So that was the worst idea ever… he wouldn’t stop hissing near and around my right ear and eventually, I was kissed by a snake. Disgusting? Yeah, tell me about it. Oh the different people you meet here
Last customers fed my team leader and I some pumpkin soup with bread and butter. And their supposedly shy staffy (abused from previous home) couldn’t stop lifting my arm.