Today's been so meh that I can't blame my wife for insisting we get frozen yogurt.
First the movie we saw was a disappointment. Then we went to the pet store to pick up supplies and saw a baby rat alone in a tank. Now, I know that we shouldn't be getting any more pets right now, but I felt bad that his sibling/siblings were gone. We had a clerk take him out and it got worse--he was sweet and calm. He nestled against my arm. I noticed he had large ears and a stubby tail--a dumbo rat. We've never had one, but we wanted to. The clerk told us she tried to get the people who took his brother to understand that you need two rats or there will be issues, that if you want just one animal you need to get a hamster, but they didn't listen. She said they could try mixing him in with another small boy because he's so young--among the littlest they've ever had in the store.
So I was all set to go through with this stupid decision, but then the baby started sneezing and my wife heard congestion in his breathing. We couldn't take him, one, because we can't expose our big boys to illness, and two, neither of us could get off work for a vet visit tomorrow, meaning it wouldn't be until the next week that we'd have a chance. At his level of congestion, that time period could be fatal. The clerk said she would tell the manager and get him to their vet tomorrow. I'm sure she will say something, but I don't know if the management will care. My wife says they will--baby animals are seen as a higher priority and the investment is also in what people will pay for in pet supplies. But I don't know for a fact and I never will. It just put me in a sour mood because I would've happily taken him home otherwise.
And then people in the grocery store were trudging and I just wanted to be away from people.