There’s Always One : The Asshole Chicken

in #life8 years ago

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Hey Steemy Steemians, @bethalea here again to show you a little about what an afternoon at my afk job is like. I’m not sure if you had the chance to read my article the other day, but I wrote it hoping to break down the basics of what a non-profit company is structured like. Now, I'd like to introduce you to my other nonprofit!


I work in a Barn, y’all

Tangent: I get to use ‘y’all’ even though I was born and raised in Los Angeles, California. I spent over six years of my life in and around Wilmington, North Carolina and y’all… it sticks. So, there you have it. I work in a BARN, y’all. In the middle of Los Angeles.

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The barn that my nonprofit currently inhabits was constructed in the 1930’s and is the oldest barn in Los Angeles built for horses that is still being used for horses. Which makes is super quaint and adorable and totally falling apart before our very eyes.

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NO SMOKING in the barn. duh.


My office is straight ahead and to the right. It is not insulated and the windows are single paned and drafty as motherfuckers. Which means that in the L.A. summer, it is hot as HELL. And in our mild winter, it is cold as FUCK. And always dirty. Just like, a lovely layer of dust and filth over everything.

You know what? I love it. I have a heater that I put by my desk in the winter and fans and shit in the summer and I just bear it because it is the most amazing place in the whole wide world. Maybe I complain a little sometimes.


Animals

We have three cats. Recently, the ‘office cat’, Sia, died. (She was old) Soon after we learned of a young cat, Moto, who needed a home.

Meet Moto…

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Does he look like a delicate princess to you? Because holy mother of god. I have never cleaned up so much cat puke a in my life, and I’ve had cats before! The puke on my desk was really intense and special. He must also be part Siamese because he YOWLS when he isn’t getting what he wants.


Work

Part of my job a few times a week is to put the farm animals ‘to bed’. Mostly this means feeding the sheep and gently shooing the ducks into their enclosure before terrifying the bunnies into their personal coop.

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Tess, eating her grain


The Chicken flock

Chickens are awesome for the most part. Fresh eggs are ridiculously delicious and not to be missed if and when you can get some. These chickens are mostly really sweet, and they love me because I feed them, so we’re cool.

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They make the sweetest little sounds when they see me coming, a soft, cooing murmur. Much different than the ducks who shout at me the moment they see me, obviously complaining about whatever it is a spoiled rotten pair of ducks would complain about.


There’s always the asshole chicken

There is ALWAYS the asshole chicken. The asshole chicken at my job is a Silky. We have two of them, and one is obviously off her rocker. Even our rooster, Phoenix, knows there is something wrong with her.

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Look at the expression on Phoenix’ face. He’s like, I know, girl. I’m tryna’ help.

Usually I open the coop door and the chickens come in. Rarely I have to walk around our garden and herd them towards the door. The Asshole Chicken, however…

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come at me, bro’

Once I have all the other chickens in their coop, I latch their door closed so I can go after this one. I have tried all the tactics, y’all. I tried leaving the coop door open and shoo-ing her in that way, only to be thwarted when all the other chickens got back out. I have tried to let her come to me, I have tried to feed her… she is hell bent on driving me crazy. And she’s not even intelligent about it!

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This chicken is STUCK

After a good ten minutes of running around, she will up and decide to allow me to capture her. She likes to be carried into the coop and placed lovingly in their brooding box. I do it not because I love her but because after all of this running around, the other chickens are pissed and will peck her if she just runs in. I just can’t have that. So she jumps up on these grain containers and waits for me to pick her up.

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It’s blurry, but you can clearly see she is thinking, dammit, woman. Waiting on YOU now.


There you have it, an afternoon with @bethalea. Thank you, good night and good luck out there. The night is dark and full of asshole chickens.


photographs not 'sourced' are taken with my killer Google Nexus

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confirmed, this chicken is an asshole.

hah that's a rocker chicken if I've ever seen one, must enjoy the attention and the chase she's receiving

I had a minor question to pose, but could I ask you how early do you get up instead?

don't be so hard on the scruffy, black (sheep) chicken of the family, hahah or leash her

nice post

i resteem n upvote ur post

Is it just me or does the first picture look like a monkey and not a chicken?

it's just you.

;)

Lol. I still see it and can't unsee it. The top dark part is the face, the bottom dark part are its two arms.

hahahaa, i see it now. dammit! ;)

Wow amazing animals i like it

very!

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art thou serious?>

no!

;)

flag it before it lays eggs :P

Thanks for the view of part of your day. Looks like some fun work caring for those barn beasts.

hey @potplucker! It is fun, and helped me clarify the knowledge that I want to be a 'gentlewoman' farmer and have someone else do all my dirty work, can ya dig? ;)

xo, b.

Thats a nice flock, they look happy with lots of room. Do they have a rooster?

they are so happy, lol. The rooster is a bantam cross, 'Phoenix', the big mostly white fellow.

thanks for reading, friend!

xo, b.