"What kind of fish are those?"
"Uhm gold", I repond.
But overall most people just ignore them. Which is what I like to do with them. However, the class is fond of them, so even with numerous comments about all pipes leading to the ocean, I keep them.
They are a pain though. I have to find fish sitters over every extended break. The last trip cost me $20 in Mexican vanilla. Not to mention cleaning them. For two little fish they do get dirty in a hurry. So yesterday I fill a bucket with water to reach room temperature for cleaning only to come in today and find a note hanging from their bowl.
"Help... We can't breathe! Clean Us! Please!" read the note.
I don't know who left the note but I got the point and cleaned them first thing. (Only cause the said please!) Besides I don't want to be reported to some overzelous goldfish group. Marching out front of the school with signs that read "Save the Goldfish" or "Clean Water for All." Then what would I do... I would guess go back to the whole "all pipes" idea. Anyways life goes on, the fish have clean water. And I left a sign for the mystery person that simply says "glug, glug glug" - fish for Thank You.
They don't look any happier. They still stare at me with blank eyes, with their mouths making the same "O's" over and over, while I sit at my desk and eat a sleeve of Thin Mints.