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You did very well selling your birds!! I have to say it was cold here too & I was happy to be in a heated barn this time.
I haven't got to see the lights yet, our family went on a hayride though the park tonight but I choose to stay home & paint since I have been gone all day.
Thanks! I love talking to people, and selling birds always leads to interesting conversations. One of my buyers today is a new granny. Her DIL just had her first baby. Another shopper was looking for buff orp banties, which I didn't have, but he liked the color of the buff chantecler cockerels I had, so we talked about chickens from Canada. One of the "regulars" huffed and puffed saying ten was too much for pullets, even at point of lay, but he came back and looked at them three times. He was headed back my way when a customer decided she wanted all of them. She was thrilled to find enough POL pullets to replace the birds she lost to a fox last week. Her fence is mended, so she thinks this next batch will be safe. Chicken people are awesome, I just wish the weather wasn't so harsh.
I am a people person too! I love talking & always find someone to talk to know matter where I go! Isn't it interesting the things they will tell you!? Will you continue to go to sell during the winter months? How was BigOkie??? Did he have pics of that grandbaby?
BigOkie seemed in good spirits. His son talked chicken like a pro. He didn't have grandbaby pictures on him, but he did ask if I'd seen the photos he's posted. I have, and she's a cutie!
People like to talk. I think cell phones, texting, voice mail, and the like are making it harder for people to have normal conversations. Talking on the phone is impersonal, and texting is a step removed from that. Voice mail is talking to dead air, so that's got to be the worst: no feedback at all.
Many of the buyers at the Collinsville sale are not native English speakers. I find that communicating with numbers and drawings can get my point across. Often times we look like a group playing a frantic game of Pictionary, since we're drawing, making motions, and smiling a lot. So far no one's walked away shaking his head that he doesn't understand. What often happens is a teen is called in to translate. What's neat about that is I get to see just how important these bilingual kids are to their families. They often joke with me, apologizing for parents or grandparents not speaking English yet. I try to let them know how much I appreciate their help, and I commend them for being such an asset to their parents.
Sooner, I am gonna be one those kind of breeders that only eats his culls so nothing ever gets off of the farm that shouldn't. That way I can be called eccentric and charge horrendously high prices for my birds.