Evening Bill,
I've been waiting for your input. And I wasn't about to get that darn Taoist thingy aimed in my direction again!!!!/w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
You know life is funny, sorta like my chickens, one of them, the one called Crow, cause she'll just come up and caw, caw, caw for no reason but to hear herself I thought, got chicken hawked this morning. What a shame. But that's the way things go in a world that has chicken hawks and chickens.
Back to the chickens, Scrapper is my big red rooster. He's a toot. I can give him a treat and nine times out of ten he'll do a little dance and do a call and the hens will come a running. They love minature mashmellows. I'll hold one out and he'll take it out of my hand. He'll hold it in his beak until a hen takes out. Then he'll reach for another one.
If I grab a hen and she cries out he's right there on the spot wanting to know what's going on and why. Like I said, he's a hoot. The perfect male when you have a flock.
There's another rooster too. He gets his loving if you want to call it that from the hens just like Scrapper does. But he don't share and he doesn't protect. Two roosters from the same container at TSC last winter as chicks and they are as different as night and day.
The same with the hens, each one is an individual with their own quirky personalities.
Now what makes us thinks human are different?
On this discussion I'm about ten degrees as in belts in martial arts to the left of putty and chuck and sawdust.
It's hard for me who has always been blessed with good fortune to judge those who weren't as if I have what I've got came solely out of my own efforts. When I was at the telco I belonged to the union and was an outcast because I operated in a manner that tended to make others appear to be doing less than their best. I finally figured out that for me the work was fun and competing against myself natural. And for others it wasn't all that easy or interesting. So for them to put in a day just getting by was actually harder on them than my most productive day was on me. Our character had about as much to do it with as our character had on it raining or not that month.
Again, I was lucky. I was able to understand that I didn't fit and the thing to do was to try and find a place I do. I haven't got there yet. But I am enjoying the journey more for itself than where it sometimes takes me.
BTW sometimes I look around and feel not so lucky because of my good fortune. Invariably one of those guys who felt so threatened by me in the old days will tell me how lucky I was to find an out that worked.
Yes, I'm pro union to the max. The biggest reason it doesn't work all the time is not the workers. It's the management. And yes, I'm a small business man alive and well.
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