We warned them. Remember?
If the strike didn't end we were going to bring some new workers in.
We weren't bluffing.
The replacements are here but a little shy right now The regular workers are calling them scabs.
Every time the new gals show their faces, those on strike threaten to kick some chicken butt.However, everyone gets along at break time.Production is up.
I can't eat this much every day.Anybody need some eggs?