Man, let me tell you, I only even looked up this whole Pisces thing because of a stupid argument I had with my oldest buddy, Mike. We were sitting around shooting the breeze, and he was bragging about how he was the most typical ‘Gemini’ guy ever. I told him he was talking rubbish, and the conversation somehow spiraled into us betting twenty bucks on what the actual dates for all the signs were.
I figured, easy money. I’d just check the calendar. I started with my own sign, then hopped over to the end of the year and worked backward. When I got to Pisces, I realized why people get mixed up. It’s not just one month. Everyone says ‘March’ for Pisces, but that ain’t the whole story, not even close.
The Messy Calendar Truth
I tracked it down, crossing it off with a pen on an old paper calendar I had tacked up in my garage. It actually starts way back in February. I’m talking February 19th, and it runs straight through until March 20th. That’s the slot. So, if you’re asking ‘what month is Pisces month,’ you gotta say both February and March. And anyone born on the 18th or 21st is having a whole identity crisis, sitting right there on the cusp.
The dates were the easy part. It was trying to figure out the actual traits that got me hooked, mostly because it made me remember this absolute lunatic I used to work for. A real piece of work, but a classic, textbook Pisces, looking back on it now. I mean, I know these traits not because I read them in some fancy book, but because I had to deal with this guy’s dramatic nonsense for almost a year.
This was back when I was running the books for a small construction outfit. Not glamorous, but it paid the bills. The owner, we’ll call him Dan, was a Pisces. A massive one, born right smack in the middle of March. He was the reason I started believing in star signs, to be honest. The dude was completely unhinged but in the nicest way possible.
Dealing with Dan, the Classic Pisces
He was the most compassionate fella you’d ever meet. If a worker had a flat tire, Dan would pay for a tow truck and then lend the guy his own car for the day. He’d hear a story about a stray cat and spend two hundred bucks on cat food and a tiny little shelter for it outside the worksite. But that same guy would also forget he owned the company sometimes. Seriously. I’d walk in and he’d just be staring out the window, completely zoned out, maybe humming some weird tune.
Trying to talk to him about budgets or invoices? Forget it. You’d start talking numbers, and ten minutes later, you’d be listening to an elaborate story about a dream he had where he was flying a giant purple fish over the ocean. His head was just gone. He was the definition of an escapist. If something looked hard, like dealing with an angry client or filling out tax forms, he’d literally just disappear. I’d find him in the supply closet meditating or sketching tiny, intricate little designs on scrap wood. It drove me nuts, but damn, he was creative.
This whole experience with Dan is basically my personal textbook on Pisces traits. I got a real-world, daily dose of it.
Based on that living nightmare—I mean, experience—here’s what I personally clocked about those Pisces folks:
- They are total dreamers. Head permanently in the clouds. I’ve seen Dan walk into a desk because he was too busy staring at the patterns on the ceiling.
- Super sensitive, almost to a fault. You have to really watch what you say around them. I once told Dan the coffee was a little weak, and he spent the next hour apologising and asking if I thought he was a failure as a boss. It was exhausting.
- Crazy imaginative and artistic. Seriously, the ideas Dan had for remodels were absolutely insane and totally brilliant. He just needed someone else—me—to handle the actual doing part.
- Massively compassionate. That’s the saving grace. They truly care about everyone and everything, even the bad-tempered pigeons outside the office window.
- They avoid conflict like the plague. If there was a fight, Dan was gone. He’d hide in the bathroom until it was over. He just had zero capacity for confrontation.
So yeah, I looked up the dates for twenty bucks, found out it was February 19th to March 20th, but I got the real education for free by having a Pisces boss. He cost me a lot of stress, but now I can talk about the sign like a pro. The traits aren’t just things you read in a list; they’re the stuff that makes people real, messy, and sometimes unbelievably frustrating to deal with when you’re trying to meet a deadline. Now you know, and you didn’t even have to bet Mike for the information.
And if you know a Pisces, give them a hug and then hide the important paperwork.
