s_c_baker wrote:Kary James wrote:
When my kidlet was a toddler, he insisted that we go by the monster tank every time we went to the grocery store. The very first time we went, a white-coated man whose apron was smeared with blood reached into the tank to pull out a dripping monster. The creature had too many legs, and it waved them in a slow, ethereal dance. Its segmented tail curled and uncurled, showing the lighter color where armored plates overlapped. The two front legs ended in enormous pincer-claws held shut by a thick rubber band that matched the monster's green-brown color.
This was rather too much for the kidlet, who let out a screech and tried to climb over my shoulder to escape the cthonic horror. There must have been a goodly dose of wonder along with the horror, because he asked to go back the very next time we visited. And if I ever lost track of him in the store after that, I knew I'd probably find him in the seafood department staring into the lobster tank.
Note to parents: Asking a child if he wants to see the lobsters is a trick question. When you're a two-year-old who hasn't a clue what a lobster is, the mind substitutes the apparently obvious word. :D
Yikes. Those lobster tanks are scary, although they've always depressed me more than anything. Kind of like pet stores, and zoos.
Yeah. I agree. And fish tanks in sushi restaurants?? :( San Diego zoo is nice, though.