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My first real job (25 years ago... at age 15) was collecting eggs at a medium-sized commercial egg farm. Maybe I didn't care about "organic" or "cage-free" at a
by jack-r-abbit 12y ago
My first real job (25 years ago... at age 15) was collecting eggs at a medium-sized commercial egg farm. Maybe I didn't care about "organic" or "cage-free" at age 15 or nobody cared 25 year ago, but we were one of those "battery cage" farms. It was long buildings with 5 rows of double stacked cages. The floor of the cage was slanted so that the eggs rolled out into a trough in the front. We'd push a narrow cart down the row and collect the eggs into trays. It was brutal for both humans and chickens. I didn't eat eggs or chicken for awhile after that.
- iso8859-1 12y agoHow could you start again if you didn't forget?
- jack-r-abbit 12y agoKnowing that some eggs come out bloody and birds die is one thing. Handling those bloody eggs and dead birds every weekend is an entirely different thing. I moved on from that job and after a while just knowing was not as "traumatic" and eggs/chicken was no longer repulsive to me.