I sat the girls
down yesterday and went over their performance review. I praised them for being early producers and
achieving optimal production in their first year. I told them how friendly and attractive they are, admired by all comers. But then I told them since they thought they
now had seniority they were slacking off and that was just not acceptable. They cocked their brown eyes at me, twisting
their heads the better to see me and I could see their thought “she’s bluffing”. They dusted up their feathers and walked
away. I spoke sternly “I am serious, the
colonel is not that far away” but they kept on walking over to the other side
of the run.
Hmm, now how do
I get their performance back up. The
lights aren’t working, the cabbages aren’t working, the oyster shell isn’t
working. And today I discovered the
problem. The little beggars are eating
their own eggs!
Well, now I am
on the track of solving that problem. I
thought the oyster shell would curb any appetite they might have for their own
eggs but apparently not. So this morning
I am searching for answers but so far, nothing helpful has popped up.
There’s always
something!
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