The HUGE mess that’s caused by the Department of Agriculture from before, causing everybody to FIGHT to get the eggs, translated…
Before the eggs are on short supplies, I’d not gotten enough of the eggs that came fresh often. By the local tiny market set up in my local community, there was that three-days work week egg vendor, because of how fresh the eggs were, the costs reasonable, plus the word-of-mouth in the neighborhood: “First-Grade Eggs”; the first nest from the young hens, the eggs tasted wonderful, and within thirty minutes of the stand’s setting up shop, the dozens of casings of eggs, gone.
After the “shortages of eggs” started, I’d, come up empty, again, again, and again. Being a night owl, I can’t get up early, to compete with the elderly populations in my community. But to get the eggs from the vendor, I’d, set up the alarms, gone to wait by the location where the vendor would come and set up his stand at six. Watching the owner drive up in his pickup, and, unload the batch of fragile merchandise. In the more than ten to twenty minutes the owner of the stand took to set up the stand, the customers passed their plastic bags on, ready to grab. As the owner of the stand gave that look, then we’d all bent over, squatted down to the ground, some with the plastic bags, some with the rice cooker inside wok……we’d all, started, picking out the eggs, like it was free for us to pick and choose.
And, after many times I’d gotten up early to go to shop for the eggs, but, couldn’t beat the elderly crowd, I’d started, complaining to the owner of the stand, and that was when I’d learned about how hard he had it too. He’d told, that at the beginning, he’d set up the stand by the side of the roads, there wasn’t a line set up to flow in and out, but he’d considered the elderly population of not being agile enough to bend down, to squat down to pick the eggs they wanted up, and, would help them select the eggs they wanted to buy, “peacefully”, then, handed the eggs to the buyers. But, as the egg grabbing sessions started, those elderly groups had set up their own “buying group”, begged the owner to put two casings of eggs on the tabletops. Now, the fires are all over the places, the wars to grab the eggs are, on. As soon as the eggs were unloaded onto the ground, the fight started, the bees swarmed; as the eggs are placed higher on the stands, the elderly group started, in that grabbing competition.
After the more than twenty minute long chaos, the broken was what remained, and the owner had to carry the losses himself, and there were those who’d taken the eggs but not paid him too. And, after being, ambushed too many times, the owner of the egg stand changed his operational means, parked the truck, unloaded the goods, getting the money for his eggs……………he’d adjusted, adjusted, and adjusted his means, and yet, he still couldn’t, keep all those who’d just, “grab and go”.
In the assistance of my alarm, I’d not just gotten to witness the “powers of the elderly population”, but also, gotten a closer look at how humans never change their ways.
That morn, as I’d, gently placed the eggs I’d selected on the electronic scale, the owner lifted his gaze, looked into the distance, left the stand, and, chased after someone. All of us in line started whispering, someone just grabbed and went again! The owner came back emptyhanded, sat back down on his stool, with worries, taking over his face. The number cards then? The limits of what you can buy per customer? Setting up a one way entry, one way exit? Whenever people are involved, things tend to become, a bit, complicated.
The best time of day is in the mornings, it’s not worth it, starting off the days with this foul mood for sure. I’d, carried my “winnings” from the war I was just fighting in, as I’d stomped my way home, I’d started, calculating, how I was going to, try and make the dishes that tastes just as good, without, the eggs now.
And so, this is still, the big mess, caused by the agricultural department, because the hens aren’t laying the eggs, due to the weather not being right or whatever, and, so everybody started fighting for a limited amount of resources, and, eggs were in shortage from before, due to the Department of Agriculture’s mistakes of sending out the words that there will be egg shortages, and this is still all caused by the government agencies, and we the people are, paying the huge price for that.
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