Me and my girlfriend were driving around.
We were both very upset about something, I
don't remember what it was. but we were both
in the mood to do something rebellious. We
went to Walmart. A little background information...I
love fish. I'm majoring in Marine Biology
soon. I have a 10 gallon tank. And I was like,
"hmmm"....A little lightbulb went off and
a little voice in my head that was telling
me, not to say what I was about to say. I
was just overpowered and I said, "let's just
steal a fish." My girlfriend, we'll call her
Bianca, she looks and me..."What did you just
say?" I said, "let's steal a fish!" She was
like, "Okay..." I don't think she though we
were actually going to do it. We get to the
fish isle. I just see this ONE single Beta
fish. He looked so miserable, like his
fins were all tattered. He was like just floating
on his side but still like alive. and I was
like "oh my God, Bianca please?" She's like
"you know what, I guess were stealing the
fish." And I'm like "Sweet!" "How are we going
to go about this?" "I have an idea. Go over
to the other isle and get a box of pads."
And she was like "Why". And I was like, "just
do it!" and she did it. So she took all the
pads out and put them in her purse. And then
we took the container that the Beta was in
and we put it in the box. I had never stolen
anything in my life. That was the first time
I ever stolen something so I was a nervous
wreck. I was like. I was like shaky. I was
looking around and Bianca was like, "Yeah"
and I'm like "OKAY, OKAY, OKAY!" We pay for
the box of pads but NOT the fish. And uhm,
we started walking back out to her car and
suddenly she's like, "where are my keys?"
"What, uh you don't have your keys?"and she's
like "No I don't" and I'm like, " GREAT! AMAZING!
WONDERFUL!" So we go back into Walmart. And
I'm a nervous wreck because I am a felon and
I am holding a fish in a box of pads! And
so we are looking for her keys for like 30
minutes and we finally give up. We were going
to go back out to her car to call her parents.
And her keys were sitting in her car! And
so, we both look at each other and we get
in the car and I take out Gilbert which by
the way I named Gilbert because of the gils,
out of the box and, I have never felt so proud
of myself in my life because I saved a fish!
I felt so morally ambiguous. And that felt
so good for some reason. It dawns on me, Idid
not ask my parents if I could have a fish.
I'm like " what do I do?" SO we tried to get
the story straight that a friend gave the
fish to me because at school my name is actually
"Fish Girl" because I talk about fish a lot.
I get the fish home and I don't have the tank
prepared. There is no water in it. I filled
a 5 gallon cheese snacks container with water.
And put him in there. S I had to cycle the
whole tank for like 6 weeks and then I put
him in and you know, he's like livin' the
life know! He's got plants, he's got hiding
holes, he's got plenty pf space. I feed him
blood worms every week. Thats the story about
how I shoplifted a fish successfully. To this
day I still haven't been caught. Don't follow
my example, I am sorry.
