Ok, so, I just found this and although it is sad I could not help but giggle at one line! Aparently at zoos, or at least the Memphis Zoo there is such a thing as a "mammal curator." This is funny to me since I really really really wouldn't mind working in a museum and am in that field. Come on a Mammal curator?
I can imagine a conversation going:
"Hello, my name is Bob, what's yours?"
"Wendy. Nice to meet you Bob. What do you do for a living?"
"Oh, well, I am an animal curator."
"Oh really? You work at a natural history museum then? Where?"
"No, actually, I work at the Memphis Zoo."
(Enter the bewilderment of a blond Wendy) "How do you get the animals to stay where you tell them to in the position you tell them?"
Yes, can you tell I'm on percocet this morning? It probably affects me like loratabs do. Loopy, slow but dang funny.
I will write later about my fanny fracture this afternoon I promise!
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I'm sorry to hear about your "fanny fracture"! Are we going to see you at work on Monday? I totally wouldn't blame you for staying home.
actually, I think I would go crazy if I stayed home all day tomorrow. I'll be in at least for a little bit.
hee hee hee! Did you really break it? (Like, your Coxick or however it's spelled? that bone above your tail bone?) Because my sister Rinny did. They said he should be happy and that LABOR would be easier for her. GRAND, eh? YOUCH. Anyway, my condolences to your butt.
Oh, and FYI, just because it is an actual field I have looked INTO *blush* I happen to know (does really that surprise you? I mean, come on my house IS a zoo) that a Mammal curator is the correct term for a ZOO KEEPER... well actually just the ones with the mammals. If you are the Zoo keeper in charge of the reptiles you are the Herp Curator and such. YES, I AM a dork.
when do we get to hear about your butt?
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