A city slicker bought some land in the country and decided he was going to take up chicken farming. He headed out to the local poultry dealer and said, “I’m taking up farming. Give me 100 baby chickens.” The salesman crated up the chickens for him and he went on his way.
The next week the new farmer showed up at the poultry dealer again and said, “Give me 200 baby chickens.” He took his chickens and headed back to the farm. Again, a week later he was back for more. This time he said, “Hmm, give me 300 baby chickens.”
“A good supply,” the salesman commented. “You must be doing really well!”
“Nah, doing terrible,” said the man with a sigh. “I can’t figure out if I’m planting them too deep or too far apart!”
The next week the new farmer showed up at the poultry dealer again and said, “Give me 200 baby chickens.” He took his chickens and headed back to the farm. Again, a week later he was back for more. This time he said, “Hmm, give me 300 baby chickens.”
“A good supply,” the salesman commented. “You must be doing really well!”
“Nah, doing terrible,” said the man with a sigh. “I can’t figure out if I’m planting them too deep or too far apart!”
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