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I have a way of over thinking things sometimes, and sometimes this is a down fall, especially when people take advantage of this.

Victor, who is now a supervisor under Colleen, used to be the Otter lead keeper. This morning, he came to me asking if I was available this afternoon because there was something very important that he needed to talk to me about. I told him that I was free whenever he needed to talk. About an hour of so passed, he asked again when I was free because what he had to say was really serious. I began to freakout thinking that I was in trouble, but I remained calm on the outside - giving myself a headache on the inside.

Finally this afternoon, he called me on the radio asking where he could meet me. I was in the middle of medicating bats. He met me there.

(Background information: one of the Otters is named Heath).

So in comes Victor. He pulls me aside and says that it's really important that I keep to the Otters diet. That he takes caring for the Otters seriously. Then finally he breaks down and starts to laugh. Out from behind his back he pulls out a Heath Bar. To make a long story short, I was initiated today. It was planned to make me freak out, just to give me a chocolate bar that shares a name with one of the animals that I am now in charge of caring for. I don't even like chocolate that much.

Because I'm not already stressed out.

The problem now is that everyone else thinks that I can do the job. I just have to convince myself.

Just have to convince myself.

Yup. Good luck with that one. (Yes, I know I'm giving myself a pep talk... I'm a dork).

Pooh.