A Lesson to Consider

 

When I was a kid, and long before parents became accustomed to thinking the unthinkable, I would walk the 3 miles from my grandparents’ house, up the hill, down the street, over the bridge, and across the edge of town to a small pet shop that sold tropical fish.  This is before the days of African cichlids, and before apistogramma, when angels were out of my price range and old water was good water.  I had 2 small metal tanks with slate bottoms that leaked and the allowance to go with it.  The fellow who ran that little shop was patient with kids and he gave great advice.  Amateur and professional, this hobby seems to attract that type of person.

 

That’s the thing that strikes me most about this hobby – the helpfulness of everyone, the generosity, and the honesty.  So imagine my surprise this past summer.  I’d been buying on Aquabid and never a problem.  I lost a bid and the seller contacted me to offer the same deal as the winning bid.  It was a lot of money, but I wanted those fish!  I sent off the money order, waited, asked, waited some more, and began to realize that I’d been cheated.  There’s been a warrant issued, but he’s in Illinois and out of reach.  I suppose he feels quite clever.

 

The question is “Have I learned my lesson?”  I’m not sure.  Man and boy, I’ve spent 20 years in the hobby and I’ve been cheated only once.  At every meeting, at every auction, in every email and every transaction I’ve been met with honesty, helpfulness, and generosity.  What is it about this hobby that attracts so many generous people?

 

For instance, last night at the PVAS auction I met up with John Chapkovich.  I don’t know him well, but it turns out I’ve bought his fish at 2 different auctions and he’s had some good words of advice for me when I did.  Last night I had arranged to get some fish from him outside the auction and there he was handing me the bag.  He would not let me pay.  The fish were free.  Thank you, John.  Truth is he’s not the first person to give me free fish and there were several others at that same auction who have met me with the same generosity in the past.  The hobby seems to attract that sort.

 

So back to that question, “Have I learned my lesson?”  Will I do anything different in the future?  I think not.  I’ve considered my history and the people I’ve met and I like my odds.

 

There is an epilogue to the story.  A few months after being cheated I found another seller outside Buffalo and bought the same fish I’d wanted for half the price.  I ordered 10 and he sent me 12.  Typical.