This Is What You Get When You Hire Cheap Labour.

There has been a red fox sighting in the SF's veg garden.  Not an unusual sighting as we normally have a fox running through our yard every couple of days.  But, on this day, we had the largest RED FOX that I have ever seen.  It would surely set a record.

Oh Wait!  That is the RED FOX.  The one we hired to go out and pick the last crop of grape tomatoes grown in the Silver Foxes' garden. 

He appeared to be doing okay, but the 4 supervisors decided it best to keep an eye on him.  He seemed to be up to something.  Better to be safe than sorry.  He can, after all, be a sly old RED FOX.

GOTCHA! PILFERER! 

 The 4 supervisors called him up to the office.

  As he made his way up the walk of shame, it looked as though he was strategizing... admit his crime or deny, deny, deny.  On entering the office, he stated, in his own pathetic defence, that he was only chowing down on the defective ones.  He justified his actions by claiming that he was doing his part to create an abundance of additional compost for PEI.  Doing his part to Save The Planet for future generations.  With RED-face and a guilty grimace upon his mug, he claimed that they were scrap anyway and that they would be written off as waste, so why not add them to his waist.  The supervisors didn't buy it.  The Silver Fox, always one to keep his comments direct, short and simple but quintessentially impactful, advised the Red Fox, "You can never outfox a fox."

One for you, one for the bucket, one for you, two for the bucket.  You were caught RED-handed, you old RED FOX!  Admit it.