For the past few months, I’ve been volunteering at an aquarium every Saturday morning, even if it meant not sleeping enough.
After last week’s shift, I ended up feeling rather dejected. Mostly (if mainly) because of how I didn’t seem to have actual friends there despite previous repertoire.
Of course, that’s not true. It’s just the feelings talking.
There’s this elder lady (Nikki) whom I would ride on the bus with on the way there. We would talk about things, with her asking me how my week went.
She was also thinking I was in high school given how young I look. Well, I am a vampire.
Today was unusual, in that it was unusually quiet with unusual absense. Even though the Work Experience people have left (except for two, judging by their shirts), there was still an air of absense. There were seven of us for the morning shift, and only one for the afternoon.
This past Thursday I was at the Aquarium for their evening adults-only event. That and today allowed me to live up to my fantasy ideal.
When you watch shows like GARO and Arrow, you’d end up feeling inspired to be a hero. Fortunately I am not crazy enough to go out beating bad guys, but helping people get somewhere, in some tiny way I get to be a hero.
During my break, I was sitting with two fellow volunteers (Jack & Victor), both of whom turned out to be about a decade younger than me, and both of whom knew someone I had met at a day camp eight years ago.
I wasn’t expecting them to be in high school, they weren’t expecting me to be as old as I was. And I had known Victor for a while at this point.
After the shift, Jack and I went to see the filming of the Deadpool sequel. Twitter wasn’t being particularly helpful, so we went on our own, from one part of downtown to elsewhere (which had nothing) and back.
And it was a good idea to come back.
I didn’t notice that we were walking past Cable but when I did, I took pictures. Thankfully, I got to take better pictures.
I later learned that it was (apparently) a stunt double on Twitter. I don’t particularly know the actor, so I’d have to take the word on it.
Jack and I got to know one another during our adventure. And we vibe pretty well. He thought I can pass off as a juvenile student. I’m not kidding when I say I’m a vampire.
It’s always nice when you can get along well with someone, because they can be your friend for life.
Last week, I felt dejected. Today, it’s good knowing that I have good relations with fellow volunteers.
And it’s the perfect reason to come back every week.