Thursday 4 June 2015

Day 272.

Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: one – caused by contemplation. Feed hopper: three-quarters full.

So if I’m not going to be a Comedy Chicken with a Performing Troupe then what could I be? I’ve wasted most of my productive years raising chicks rather than seeking a career. I’ve also been told that it’s hard to break into the job market as an older chicken because there aren’t even enough jobs for the younger ones who forgo having chicks.

I have a good tertiary grounding from my time at Unipeck but there are such limited choices in the chicken job market. Basically your choices are advertising, film, literature and culinary (whatever that is).


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