Yesterday I was at a restaurant with my friends. This Asian guy came in and sat near us. I noticed him speaking Korean on the phone. I consume a lot of Korean content, so this got me really excited. On a whim, I decided to go up to him and chat. I introduced myself, and he invited me to sit with him if I wanted to, even though he was a bit awkward, lol. He ordered some stuff for me. I found out he’s here in Switzerland for work, and we had a good talk. I ended up hanging out with him around the city. We exchanged contact info and are seeing each other again today after he gets off work. It was my first time doing something like this, and I honestly didn’t know meeting people could be so spontaneous and organic.
The other day my apartment neighbor got the number of the apartment he was looking for wrong, knocked on my door by accident.
We had a 20 minute conversation about his ball python, and snakes and pythons in general.
I got to tell him my story of the one time I had to freeze motionless, in the badlands, upon getting close enough to the wrong bush, which let out a very distinctive rattle.
And he told me about ball python diets, and enclosures, and how, apparently, a male python being used as a breeding stud is a reasonably decent source of income.
Did you go see his snakes?
A buddy of mine in high school owned a python, not sure of it was a ball. Anyway the first time we hung out was to smoke a bowl and to feed the snake.
We went to the pet shop, got a mouse and went to his house.
It was like something out of a horror movie! He dropped the mouse in the tank and it was absolutely terrified. The thing was petrified .
The snake reared up and struck that snake pose… and then pounced on the mouse and crushed it to death, and ate the whole thing… it was beyond brutal!
Unfortunately I am quite crippled at the moment, and would not want to chance accidentally harming the thing with my functional lack of coordination.
Perhaps when I can handle a bit more hobbling around without the cane, I’ll try and meet mr python.
I have seen and met other pythons before…don’t think I’ve seen one gulp down a terrified, screaming lunch, but I have had an older one … how would you say, use me as a clothes rack?
That one, she was well trained and socialized to people; as long as I kept calm and moved slowly, no harm, no danger.
Quite an experience though, and I’m certain it could smell my fear through my poker face.
HAHA on the coat rack, I think they like to do that as we are warm blooded and elevated off the ground.
My buddy would let his wrap itself around his neck while he played his guitar.