Ya know, when hermit crabs find a new shell and it’s too big for them they sit next to it. Others come try it and if its too big for them they sit next to it too.
But what’s interesting is they line up by size, with the largest crab closest to the shell.
Finally, when a big crab comes by and the shell fits, he drops the old one and the next largest crab gets it. That second crab drops his old one and the next crab gets it, etc, etc. All the crabs in line get a new shell as soon as the crab in front of them moves into their new shell.
So, yeah. I’d watch hermit crabs all day if I could too.
I would like to add that it’s this process plus a little bit of chaos. No one is being nice when it’s time to start switching, and crabs can stuck in a smaller shell than the one they started in when it’s all said and done.
Or worse yet, a shell that doesn’t work. Since sometimes the shells get damaged, so one crab throws away a perfectly good shell, and the one next in line takes it, leaving a crack den filled with thermites behind.
Holy shit, hermit crabs for president
The only reason to be concerned would be if they thought, down the line, they’re be lonely and unhappy because they didn’t build a friend circle now. But clearly they have at least one friend, who apparently cares.
We have no obligation to do what other people think will make us happy, only we know what makes us happy.
If you’re happy being single, be happy being single.
I’ve been in love three times, and every time it ended and the cruelty of my ex-partner took years to get over. Enjoying your freedom is way better than agonizing over a relationship because at the end of the day, other people are awful.
Can I come watch the hermit crabs too?
This is how biologists reproduce.
No we’re watching hermit crabs. Get it right.
