Standing at the meat cooler, reading the labels on the packages of whole chicken.
Ultimately I just couldn't stomach buying any.
Maybe it's the current job hunt, but I felt too much like one of the unfortunate chickens. You know, raised in a factory farm city, trained in factory farm schools, catching a glimpse of the exploitative system through clear plastic wrap as I lie in the job market, labeled for sale.
Do toots like this guarantee I'll be placed in the bargain bin?
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@jannamark That's far too deep for before-7 in the morning!