Monkeys scare the fuck out of me.

So, yesterday I was talking with a primatology grad student, and I was saying how monkeys scare the fuck out of me, and she started telling me about how the chimp troop her advisor studies throws rocks at her when they're pissed off for some reason.

She was also saying how twice she's been surrounded by gangs of hissing rhesus monkeys - once by like four on an NIH five-acre compound, and once by like thirty in some exotic location where she was studying male coalitions, and the females caught their attention and stopped the males fighting long enough to have them gang up on her, a researcher. She says rhesus monkeys are like knee-high, and when they feel threatened they encircle you really close and bare their fangs and hiss and slap the ground, and also reach out their arms suddenly to grab you, and if you look them in the eye or move you're fucked, which she would have been when like thirty of them surrounded her, if her partner hadn't distracted them and let her back away.