Years ago, when I still lived up in NJ and before I turned vegetarian, a couple of friends and I decided to go fishing. So, I borrowed my uncle’s boat, got the bait, the fishing poles, and set out with my friends Pete and Steve. It wasn’t a notable day, so why would a fishing trip be blog worthy?
Well, while we were out fishing, it seemed that no one informed the fish. We weren’t getting any nibbles, let alone any bites. Now, I will say this, it is true that a bad day fishing is better than a good day at work. It was so relaxing and peaceful. But not one of us was getting any fish.
All of a sudden, my friend Steve started saying “Here fishy fish… Here fishy fishy.” And suddenly he got a hit! He slowly reeled it in. It wasn’t a big fish, but it was the first catch of the day. We easily unhooked it, and returned it to its natural environment. Even when I wasn’t a vegetarian, I still liked the “Catch, kiss, and release program” as my Aunt called it.
As soon as we settled back down after the excitement of the first catch, he started saying it again. “Here fishy fishy. Here fishy fishy.” And the rat bastard caught the second fish of the day. And yes, it was a different fish; it was a slightly different size. I couldn’t believe it. There was no way that “here fishy fishy” works. I actually said that if I said it, and caught something I would issue a public apology. So, next thing I knew, I was sitting in a boat in the middle of the Barnegat Bay saying “Here fishy fishy.”
So Steve, here it is, a few years late. I would like to issue a public apology. “Here fishy fishy” actually works.
Oh, and Pete refused to say it, and was the only one to go home without a catch. But I bet he still had a good day.