I'm supposed to volunteer at  the fish tank today for 8 hours. Busiest day of the week. Ends up not being informative but more crowd control.

Not to mention I'm supposed to be meeting that dude (finally) this morning.

Only problem is that the only noise I can make is high-pitched squeaking.
I feel fine otherwise, I've just lost my voice from hollering so much over crowds yesterday.

Lovely.
I called the dude aforementioned that is the boss of the folks working on the floor to tell him that it might be better to switch me to one of the quieter galleries so that I don't have to squeak as much. He didn't sound very sympathetic. I'm a f'ing volunteer. I *could* choose not to come in at all but noooooooooo.

So if you happen to call me today, I'm not doing an impression of our Belugas (aka "Canaries of the Sea"), it's me. And if you call me squeaky, I'm hanging up on your ass.