Winemaker
Thinks s/he gets paid by the post
One day Mom brought home a dead ring-necked pheasant she had hit on the road while coming home from work. Damn right we ate and enjoyed it.
Coming home from midnight shift, a co-worker had a turkey come through the windshield, just a few miles from home. He/she flapped around in the car until it died, and the driver continued home, then gutted and plucked the poor thing, and they had it the next day or two for dinner. We all had a good laugh over that one, what a mess.