Vegan dilemma of the day, fertile eggs.
At the grocery store again, recurring nightmares of hideous things. Day by day learning to take these things in stride, I swear.
So this couple comes through my line, the woman starts out like she has an issue with something that they previously purchased at our store. She started talking about these fertile eggs that they had bought a few weeks prior. She was still speaking in a tone that mocked a slight upset with the eggs. Until she pulled out her camera. This is when I just stood still for a moment. Slight dramatic pause, like she had planned this all out in her head, prior to coming back into the store. She must have, I swear, it was rehearsed. She gets to the pictures on her camera. I kept thinking the whole time, "this must have been something really nasty, really really nasty." And then the camera screen is shown to me. A white little back drop with sweet adorable baby chicks standing by each other. To the point that this was all too planned out and well executed. I just stood there with my big vegan heart sitting on the counter. They incubated the fertile eggs to hatch baby chicks. For what, may I ask were they hatching the eggs for? Oh Easter is coming up. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. By this time other workers and my manager had come over to see what the heck was going on. The man and the woman were so proud of the fact that they senselessly created animal life for nothing. Not to be sustainable in the egg world of non vegans, just to prove that they could. They went to all the trouble of buying an incubator just to do this.
Chicken = cute fluffy baby chicks
Beef = cows
Veal = baby cows
Pork = pigs
Sea food = sea animals
Why is it that people are not seeing the correlation that these sugar coated names are actually referring to living, breathing animals? You bought eggs, fertile eggs, just to make another animal on the planet, for nothing better to do with your time? To prove the point that you could?
The saddest part of the whole thing, I'm still pulling food out of their basket to ring them up, and I come across 6 dozen infertile eggs in the cart. I said to the man, "wow that's a lot of eggs. What do you guys plan to do with those?" He tells me, "oh those are just to eat."
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