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Raising chickens
Chickens might shit everywhere, scream constantly, and flap their wings just to get attention, much like managers. But they can’t make you polish that shit into a product to sell. And if one gets out of line you can just eat them.
I thought a lot about getting out of tech about eight years ago. I landed on becoming a history professor as the role that would be most fulfilling. I hated school and I would hate getting accredited, but I believe I’d be able to impart the joy of history to a handful of students. Too bad I hated school. I’m still in tech.
If I could swap to chickens, that’d be interesting. Buckawk.
But they can’t make you polish that shit into a product to sell
You’re probably aware, but the product (eggs) comes from the same place as the shit. At least for chickens anyway, never seen the anatomy of a manager, but I hear they’re invertebrates so it may be slightly different.
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Chickens might shit everywhere, scream constantly, and flap their wings just to get attention, much like managers. But they can’t make you polish that shit into a product to sell. And if one gets out of line you can just eat them.
I thought a lot about getting out of tech about eight years ago. I landed on becoming a history professor as the role that would be most fulfilling. I hated school and I would hate getting accredited, but I believe I’d be able to impart the joy of history to a handful of students. Too bad I hated school. I’m still in tech.
If I could swap to chickens, that’d be interesting. Buckawk.
Same with managers. It’s frowned upon, but don’t let that stop you
You’re probably aware, but the product (eggs) comes from the same place as the shit. At least for chickens anyway, never seen the anatomy of a manager, but I hear they’re invertebrates so it may be slightly different.
It’s the opposite: your table scraps are their chickeny gold 🥹