This is a blog. This is NOT peer-reviewed. This is not science. The stories I tell are mine. For those of you who don't understand: These stories are told from my point of view. They are my opinion and only that. They are my memories, however I choose to remember and/or embellish them. The resemblance of characters in my stories to anyone in my life is not completely unintentional, however, I strive to protect their identities; because seriously, the shit they do and say is humiliating and stupid.

Oh...I'm telling these stories because my therapist thinks it'll help my mental and emotional well-being.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Near Miss:

I have worked at many zoos and captive animal facilities and have seen and done many stupid things. I count myself fortunate enough to have friends who, though normally smart, do stupid things as well. Then they do an even dumber thing by telling me about it.

Several years ago, one such friend was working as a bear keeper at a zoo. He brought the bears inside to feed them then went to the outside exhibit to clean.

Then he heard something behind him.

He turned to see two bears running at him and realized he’d forgotten to put all the bears inside. As the bears raced toward him, he pressed himself against a wall of the exhibit, sure he was a goner. But the bears didn’t touch him. Instead they ran past him, stood on their hind legs and banged on the door to be let inside. Before he had a chance to make a break for it, both bears stopped pounding and turned to look at him as if to say, “Well, what are you waiting for? Get in there and feed us!”