I was at the aquarium. It was a different aquarium. I admit that I haven't been to many, but I'm pretty sure no one's made one that looked like this. This one looked like a giant laboratory with these huge (height and width) glass cylinders rising from the floor all the way to the ceiling. The cylinders were multi-paned fish tanks with metal walkways leading around each tank and bridging between tanks. The tank that I was closest to housed Great White Sharks. You know, because nothing screams louder about my aversion to ocean water than those fuckers. Anyway, the people clamoring around this tank were pressing their faces up against the glass, and the shark would dart around, only occasionally trying to eat a random person on the outside only to fail. Because, you know: glass.
I decided to walk over to take a look for myself, and when I positioned myself in front of the tank, one particular great white went nuts. It continued to slam up against the glass, mouth open full of those awesome teeth, trying to get through. With each failed attempt, it would recoil back, swim further into the tank's center, and then come barreling back at me. I wasn't scared, but I became a little nervous (I could actually feel the rank and the walkway shake because of this) and decided to walk away, but the shark continued to follow me around the circumference of the tank, increasing its attempt to eat me. It failed each time as the glass didn't even crack. I decided to go off to look at a non-threatening tank, and so I walked down the stairs, crossed the metal walkway, and up the next set of stairs. Before giving my attention completely over to the creatures of this next tank, I turned to look at the great white tank..
Someone else became the new target. As the watery hell beast slammed up against the glass, what was a protective barrier for me, was now just a flimsy piece of shit for the new guy. There was a tiny crack, and water started seeping out as the crack grew and grew. Fuck.