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March 9, 2009

Caitlin: Office Politics

He stares at me balefully every morning. It didn’t used to be this way. I can’t figure out where things went wrong. Although I initially considered him a decoration, it’s not like I mistreated him. I kept his water clean, fed him daily – twice on Mondays and Fridays, since he is alone all weekend.

I think he’s holding a grudge. He just looks at me through the glass, his snub-nose and underbite no longer cute. Now his dog-like face is menacing.

Honestly, though: I should worry about vengeance from a fish? Silly.

I still wish he’d stop staring at me.

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