Although calling someone a chicken sexer may sound like an insult, it’s really an old and venerable vocation in Japan, where sexers are internationally renowned for their skill at determining the sex of a chick at the tender age of one day old.
The fact is, before you can determine if that cute little chick is destined for the dinner table or will spend its life popping eggs out its butt, you first need to find out if it’s a boy or a girl. Highly-skilled chicken sexers can sort those babies at the rate of 8000 a day and take home as much as $15,000 a month for their trouble.
But alas, the industry is laying an egg as young ‘uns flee the field, squawking about becoming doctors or chasing some other equally pointless dream. Not only that, but breeders have developed “feather sexing,” which allows even an idiot to determine the sex just by looking at the bird’s feathers.
Nonetheless, with unemployment still high in the U.S., perhaps we’ll soon see a massive wave of Americans arriving on Japanese shores and enrolling in Nagoya’s Zen Nippon school, the country’s one and only chicken sexing school. I wonder what their mascot is.