As promised here is a long awaited turkey story! As I mentioned in my first post, I have a glorious job at the local turkey plant. I decided to dedicate this post to the story of the giblets.

If you don't know what a giblet is you're not missing out.... Essentially they are the internal organs of the turkey used by some to make gravy! 

Any who, on this fateful day I had gone over to the netting table as usual, alas my supervisor came and moved me to the assembly line of raw turkeys. Keep in mind my supervisor is a tiny little Hispanic woman who is a little hard to understand. 

Well on came the turkeys. They were dropped from the moving hangers and put through a machine to tenderize them. They were then placed onto the belt. They are first stuck with one of those automatic thermometer thingers. The next in line was me. The giblet girl. I had to shove these little bags full of organs into the butt of the turkey. And it was terrible! The smell, the frozen fingers, it is the pits. And you can't forget the smell!! 

Ok, for reals, the belt goes hecka fast and it is hard to keep up. So, when they got to me, I'm not going to lie, I may have missed a turkey or three or twenty... But that is beside the point! My supervisor comes over, sees that I'm aboard the struggle bus and jumps on to help me!

She proceeds to tell me that I'm doing it wrong, and shows me the "correct" way to do it. However, the way that she shows me is the. exact. same. way. I. was. doing. it..... She flung me into the thick of it once again. I didn't do much better... They moved me to a different spot shortly after. Needless to say they have never put on on giblet duty again.  

Frozen fingers and all it was a great learning experience... Fake it till you make it.

TTYL
--Aubs