You ever just have one of those days?

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So, I've been planning for over a week about setting up a new 55 gallon tank in my room with my graduation cash. I got the OK and everything from my mother beforehan, as long as I get rid of my twenty gallon. Alrighty then. Two 40's and a 55. All in different sections of my room to alleviate any stress on the floor since we're on the third. Though I've had a 10, 15, 20 long, 35 rubbermaid and 40 all in the same spot before. I even know someone who has a 90 and a 20(?) Sump with 0 problem on the same floor.

So I plan everything out while at work. Heater, filtration method, where's it going to be place, etc, etc. Now here comes the actual hour to go and pick it up.

"No. I never said you could. Nope."

"You can only have two."

"Nope."

/Okay/. So a 40 and the 55? Alrighty then. Let's get it then I'll set it up on Saturday as planned when I'm off and have time to fetch all the items.

"Nope. Get rid of everything now."

Well, I can't exactly just throw everything in a bucket for the next two hours since I didn't have one big enough and a airpump.

"Put them all together then."

......Are you serious? They'll just kill each other then while I'm gone. (Typical cichlids.)

"Idgaf."

But why not wait until I get everything in the house before tearing stuff down?

"Because I said so and I know what I'm talking about."



This is one of those crap days for me. Now I'm in a rush to get everyone switched over, empty the tank and I have to wait for my lazy a** step father to get up and drive me there. All before this thunderstorms rolls in of course in less than a hour.

Yay me.
 
That sounds like hell. It's stuff like this that makes me value my independence... Next time you ask for something, have your phone in your pocket with the voice recorder going. I got my mum so many times with that as a teenager. :)

Good luck with it all.
 
Bad luck. Now neither are trying to take me despite literally saying "Empty one tank and right after we'll take you to get the new one."

Now I'm sitting here pissed because I can't get it until tomorrow since I'll be taking off of work. She won't even let me refill the tank to separate everything.

So far I'm down 3 Cons and the Jack Dempsey might be next.
 
So, I've been planning for over a week about setting up a new 55 gallon tank in my room with my graduation cash. I got the OK and everything from my mother beforehan, as long as I get rid of my twenty gallon. Alrighty then. Two 40's and a 55. All in different sections of my room to alleviate any stress on the floor since we're on the third. Though I've had a 10, 15, 20 long, 35 rubbermaid and 40 all in the same spot before. I even know someone who has a 90 and a 20(?) Sump with 0 problem on the same floor.

So I plan everything out while at work. Heater, filtration method, where's it going to be place, etc, etc. Now here comes the actual hour to go and pick it up.

"No. I never said you could. Nope."

"You can only have two."

"Nope."

/Okay/. So a 40 and the 55? Alrighty then. Let's get it then I'll set it up on Saturday as planned when I'm off and have time to fetch all the items.

"Nope. Get rid of everything now."

Well, I can't exactly just throw everything in a bucket for the next two hours since I didn't have one big enough and a airpump.

"Put them all together then."

......Are you serious? They'll just kill each other then while I'm gone. (Typical cichlids.)

"Idgaf."

But why not wait until I get everything in the house before tearing stuff down?

"Because I said so and I know what I'm talking about."



This is one of those crap days for me. Now I'm in a rush to get everyone switched over, empty the tank and I have to wait for my lazy a** step father to get up and drive me there. All before this thunderstorms rolls in of course in less than a hour.

Yay me.
My parents act like that all of time. My mom thinks she is a fish keeping expert because she had an overstocked 10g in college that she did one wc a week on. My mom asks me (although my Dad makes his way into the conversation every time) why I have a Betta in a 20g. She wants it with all of the others, in the 210g.
Every time I respond, "So you want me to put it in with the knifefish?!"
Both of them reply with an "I don't see what could go wrong."
"The knifefish would eat the Betta," I would angrily reply after saying this AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK!
"Okay so what, Why should I care?" My dad ALWAYS replies. -At this point I sigh and tell him to listen to his own advice: Do your research before you start the project-

My Mom and Dad both agree that I should only be doing one 25-40% wc per two months and that I don't feed the fish enough. All of my fish have bulging stomachs (They're not bloated, they all act fine).
 
Bad luck. Now neither are trying to take me despite literally saying "Empty one tank and right after we'll take you to get the new one."

Now I'm sitting here pissed because I can't get it until tomorrow since I'll be taking off of work. She won't even let me refill the tank to separate everything.

So far I'm down 3 Cons and the Jack Dempsey might be next.
Is that what you have left? I didn't quite understand that part.
 
I'm refilling the tank.

2 Convicts jumped due to the Red Devil I was growing out chasing it and the other apparently got mauled.

The Jack Dempsey was hiding under the filter output until I moved him.
 
I'm refilling the tank.

2 Convicts jumped due to the Red Devil I was growing out chasing it and the other apparently got mauled.

The Jack Dempsey was hiding under the filter output until I moved him.
That sucks. Your parents should at least feel guilty. They may think that these are just fish, but they're just as much a pet as a cat or dog, they have just as much personality, and they are loved just as much as any other pet may be (At least by me).
 
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