The Trouble with Chicken

Shawn is a maintenence man and deals with a lot of nasty stuff in a week's time. Often, he'll have to "trash out" an apartment after someone moves out. Sometimes, people don't empty their refridgerators before they go.

Last week Shawn and his coworker, Joe had to empty such a refrigerator. There was all sorts of pretty colored meats inside and coincidentally, the power had been off in this particualr apartment for God only knows how long.

"I don't need to tell you about the chicken," Shawn said.

"I got a pretty thick stomach, you can tell me. Was it green?" I said.

"Black."


Aparently Joe had dropped the package of chicken as he was tossing it into a bag.

"EW! Was it like pudding?" I laughed. Shawn nodded. "It just spalltered..." he said.

He also went into great detail about the maggots. Lots and lots of maggots.

"But how do flies even get into a fridge to lay the eggs if it's sealed?" I asked.

Joe's theory is that the eggs are already lain when you buy the meat from the store. Time and time again, they've cleaned meat from a fridge only to have it covered in maggots.

"Well, if there are maggots in the meat we eat, I'm sure our stomach acid kills them. I haven't gotten sick yet!" I laughed.

Really makes you wonder though, how many flies are buzzing about in the butcher area at the grocery store. But like I said, I've been eating meat since I've had teeth and I've never gotten sick from it.

Wanna hear the really sad part, though? It was on this particular day that I decided to make a rare trip after work for a box of fried chicken. (it was on my way home before I even heard this story) Shawn didn't eat any supper for two days.