When i was young, like 12 or 13, I had a job catching chickens at a large poultry farm.
All the chickens, 5000 of them to be exact, were in a large warehouse that had a 2nd floor and doors outside the 2nd floor for transport trucks to pull up to.
My job was to bring 6 chickens at a time to the truck, 3 in each hand. I had to pick them up, one at a time, by one leg and slide it between two fingers. Then pick up an other and another and another. Six chickens, hanging upside down, squawking, shitting and pecking at my arms, chest and face with feathers flying and chicken shit everywhere. I can still remember the feeling of it - frmo the beaks ripping into my arms to the feeling of their legs ometimes breaking between my fingers.
I would carry them over to the door and hand them over to the next guy who would shove them, very unceremoniously and roughly, into a cage. Six chickens per cage.
It was the most horrific thing I've ever done to make money. It was such a hot, horrific, traumatizing job that I quit after the first night.