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@hbusam
Sam: REUBEN happy birthday, man! Unfortunately I can't be there to give you the world famous Sam Hutchison cake because work's NOT a lad and keeping me here and I doubt you probably want a zoo flavored birthday sweet. But! I hope the day is easy on ya. Take care, pal.
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uh so i was gna surprise @samhutch n @LucyCarter by bringin home a puppy but tf @rosywendla is rly convincin n i ended up adoptin 2 instead lmao. say hi 2 rex n serena :)
@samhutch: If they disappear 110% do not check my room. I 110% do not have them.
The New Zealand air started to get crisp, with the seasons passing, holidays came and went as, November already approached upon the city, though it still felt like it should have been August (if that) to Sam. Business at the zoo seemed to stay as predominant as ever. Holidays usually meant family merge together in one place, making the zoo a common destination, especially if children were involved. Though, luckily working was something Sam particularly enjoyed. The crowded paths hardly seemed to portray as much of a bother.
Most people thought him to be crazy, happily willing to work with wild animals that typically had been brought to the zoo through some sort of rescue. He mainly focused on the large mammals, the type that could just look at him and swallow him whole. Yet, the animals he worked with were as gentle as the family dog with him. The two tigers he worked with mostly had been brought in as cubs, their mother murdered by a poacher which made Sam feel sick to his stomach. By now, the cubs had grown to their full size, two years of their life passing under Sam's care. And while they were gentle with him, that wasn't to say he wasn't ever off alert. They were still wild animals, capable of letting their instincts take over at any second. He knew it wouldn't take much for the animals to transitioned him from looking like the sweet caretaker to the embodiment of four point, tasty looking deer. He would have been a fool to believe otherwise. Yet, that was one thing he found fascinating about his job. He loved the thrill.
Walking the paved path, made way for the guests of the zoo, the concrete river seemed to get more cluttered as he ventured farther in, each step bringing him closer to the tigers' enclosure. Most people made a point to keep their distance but that wasn't to say there weren't a select few who tried to test Sam's patience as well as the strength of the fence that stood on higher ground that then level of their home below. Most of the crowd found the cave that was created to let you have ground level to the tigers was a better standing point, allowing thick layers of glass to separate you, but one man seemed to find pleasure up above, inching dangerously close to toppling over into the enclosure.
Instead of letting his initial instincts of panic kick in, Sam let his arms cross over his chest as he leaned against the fence. "You do realize that's some six hundred pounds of a lean, mean eating machine, right?" He asked, his tone remaining very conversational rather than what would usually be stern. "Meaning if you drop it there you become catnip, right?"
Sam turned, resting his forearms against the heavy fence, facing in towards the animals he still saw as the cubs, though two years had already passed. "I mean unless you're into that sort of thing."
He knew technically, he should have been alert, more cautious and worried about the man’s actions. If something were to happen to him, it would have been on his watch while he stood idly beside just casually talking with him like he didn’t work there, like he shouldn’t be worried. The man in front of him looked to far amused, almost too much of a fire in his eye for Sam to feel genuinely worried. Something he had seem plenty of times with teenagers that wanted to be nothing more than an actual shit than to play petting zoo with the large mammals.
It’s like when someone says ‘question’ and you need to follow it up with tell me what you think about me. Unless you don’t do that. In which case… bye, Felicia.
I think this is where you and I are about to say our goodbyes.
What a wonderful phrase… Is this a singalong?
I mean, if you could continue the phrase without making it a singalong, I’d be highly impressed.
You really like to get your Disney references in there, don’t ‘cha?
Hakuna matata, my friend.
You’d get fired for bringing two friends together? That’s shameful, Wellington Zoo.
Right? It’s absolutely ridiculous. I mean if a warthog and a lion can be friends, there’s no harm done.
I think I’d get along with a wine grandma! I’m a scotch uncle so I feel like we’d be compatible. Like some sort of alcoholic zodiacs.
Zoo security, I dig it.
I’d tell you to try but I kind of think I’d get fired. I’ll give you kudos, though. I can respect that.
Well, for future reference it’s Nathaniel. I guess I’ll answer to Tarzan though, especially when clad in a loincloth. Get outta here, not me living with my cousins. Crazy world, huh?
What kind of work do you do here? Do you work with the animals or just stop people swinging into gorilla enclosures.
Tarzan it is. Just try not to spend some quality family time here. Big Mama down there is like the grandma wine grandma that just wants to be left alone.
Yeah, I work with the animals mostly. But if someone’s trying to go all George of the Jungle on me, I might be prone to an occasional stepping in to stop people.
His costume shindig. I don’t know when it’s happening, but when it does, I’ll be there, loincloth and all. Well, huh, who do you live with?
So, your name is actually Tarzan. You don’t need to use me as a cover for owning a loincloth. Loincloths are cool. I live with my cousin. If you were to ask him though, I live here.
This is going to be great for Billy’s fancy dress party. Are you going? You’re from Messina, right? I recognise you.
Billy’s what now? But yeah, I live there. I feel like everyone and their dog does now too at this rate.
.hbusam:
Don’t you ruin this for me. Don’t remind me of those. I was having a good day.
‘fraid not. Just sold out next to the ‘Justice for Papa Tarzan’ shirts.
The gorilla wasn’t actually called Tarzan, my dude. Tarzan was the pretty boy in the loincloth.
Wait, do you sell loincloths?
I don’t know the gorilla’s name. He raised him so he’s Papa Tarzan.
Yeah, we usually call them napkins. But they are free. And they’re by the concessions.
But gorillas can. Like Harambe. And that one papa gorilla in Tarzan. Where’s the justice? Do you sell Harambe shirts here? I think I’d suit one.
Don’t you ruin this for me. Don’t remind me of those. I was having a good day.
‘fraid not. Just sold out next to the ‘Justice for Papa Tarzan’ shirts.
Uh, as far as I remember, Dumbo isn’t dead. Unless… wait, is Dumbo dead? Did I miss a sequel?
Genuinely as far as I’m concerned, Dumbo can’t die.
Why does one attempt to graffiti an elephant?
Who knows, man. It genuinely beats me. He kept shouting ‘this one’s for Dumbo!’ though.
Does that mean I’ve brightened up your day? I’m only even here because Will wanted to draw something and I got us both banned from the aquarium. Mary wasn’t happy about that.
You made it interesting, that’s to say the least. I mean as long as you guys don’t actually venture in and play tug of war with those guys, I don’t really see you getting banned from here. Some dude tried to graffiti an elephant. He got banned but that’s another story.
I stand with that guy. Dicks out for Harambe!
It’s people like you that make my job interesting. It’s not the wild, exotic animals. No, no, no. That’s a common misconception. You two are the exotic animals.
