OK, a few days ago I placed an order for 5,000 mealworms from an online live-food supply shop. Half of them are for the chickens, and half are going to be used to breed my own colony of mealworms, in the hopes that I will have my own lasting supply of live food for the girls.
For those unfamiliar with worms, mealworms are smallish, golden-brown worms that resemble millipedes with fewer legs. They aren't slimy or gross, really. They are the larval form of mealbugs, which are small black beetles. Mealworms are probably THE most popular live-food in the USA.
So I got the little peach-colored card in my mailbox that says (paraphrased) "Yo, we got a package for you, but your MFing mailbox is too small for it!" So I take tke card to my local PO to pick up the box, which I know is my worms.
So I get there, and the nice lady goes into the back room to get the package, and I hear a shriek. You know, when you really HAVE to scream, but you cut it off because you don't want to make a scene? Well it was that sound. Followed by "JOEY!"
A man rushed past me and into the back room. After a moment, he came back out, gingerly holding a box, way out in front of him, looking suspiciously from me to the box. Right behind him, a hand pressed to her mouth, was the lady.
I laughed. "Oh, can you hear them moving around?" I asked.
They both looked at me, and Joey smiled and nodded. The lady laughed nervously, and said "I picked the box up and it started VIBRATIN' and hissin' at me!"
I laughed again. "I'm sorry, I should have warned you. It's a box of live mealworms, for my chickens. The hissing was just the sound of them crawling on the paper that they are shipped with."
The lady looked at me. "You're the one who picked up the box of chicks a few months ago, aren't you?"
"Yeah!" I said. Then I recognized her as the lady who retrieved the "peeping package" for me back in November.
"They gonna eat these things?" She asked, pointing at the box, wich Joey had placed on the counter in front of me.
"I hope so," I replied. "Otherwise I'll have to eat them myself."
I did not think a Black woman could go pale, but she did.
"I'm KIDDING!" I said quickly.