Morphie
Ophiolatrist / Heathen
I visited a couple weekends ago when i was in RI for a couple days. As many of you know, this is a large establishment that charges you a fee to walk in the door.
I was not impressed. I paid the admission and asked if I would get a refund if I bought something. The guy acted incredulous and said that only happens if I buy a reptile. I think he thought I was a tourist or something (maybe because I'm female) but me buying a reptile wasn't out of the question the way he sounded like he thought it was.
I approached some racks in the back behind what turned out to be a counter. They were full of ball pythons - the species I'd come to see and perhaps to buy. I was told I had to stay behind the counter because he "didn't want the snakes to bite me". I understand that he probably deals with a lot of morons on a daily basis, but I didn't particularly care to be treated like one. Also the counter barrier was not obvious.
I visited the big animal room in back. There are lots of animals in interesting enclosures, but it felt... i dunno? dirty? Maybe it was the light - it hardly exists and it's nearly impossible to see anything.
Later, I inquired about a book i was interested in and I was informed of the price. Firstly, the price was higher than it is to buy a new one directly from the Barkers and have it shipped, plus this copy had been handled roughly and was all banged up. The worst part was that the guy i asked (same one as earlier) gave off some really heavy "annoyance" vibes, like telling me how much he wanted for the book was a huge deal and I was bothering him. He didn't appear to be especially busy, and excuse me if I was interested in giving him my business. Again, maybe I didn't *look* like the sort of person who has almost 20 pythons at home and would be interested in getting more. In any case, I won't be going back :/
Although I will say that one of the employees was really friendly and treated me normally (like something other than a dumb tourist whose last encounter with a reptile was at the zoo when she was five). He almost made up for the attitude of his unpleasant superior.
I was not impressed. I paid the admission and asked if I would get a refund if I bought something. The guy acted incredulous and said that only happens if I buy a reptile. I think he thought I was a tourist or something (maybe because I'm female) but me buying a reptile wasn't out of the question the way he sounded like he thought it was.
I approached some racks in the back behind what turned out to be a counter. They were full of ball pythons - the species I'd come to see and perhaps to buy. I was told I had to stay behind the counter because he "didn't want the snakes to bite me". I understand that he probably deals with a lot of morons on a daily basis, but I didn't particularly care to be treated like one. Also the counter barrier was not obvious.
I visited the big animal room in back. There are lots of animals in interesting enclosures, but it felt... i dunno? dirty? Maybe it was the light - it hardly exists and it's nearly impossible to see anything.
Later, I inquired about a book i was interested in and I was informed of the price. Firstly, the price was higher than it is to buy a new one directly from the Barkers and have it shipped, plus this copy had been handled roughly and was all banged up. The worst part was that the guy i asked (same one as earlier) gave off some really heavy "annoyance" vibes, like telling me how much he wanted for the book was a huge deal and I was bothering him. He didn't appear to be especially busy, and excuse me if I was interested in giving him my business. Again, maybe I didn't *look* like the sort of person who has almost 20 pythons at home and would be interested in getting more. In any case, I won't be going back :/
Although I will say that one of the employees was really friendly and treated me normally (like something other than a dumb tourist whose last encounter with a reptile was at the zoo when she was five). He almost made up for the attitude of his unpleasant superior.