One summer I packed blueberries, that's the worst job in the world. Fo every pint you got .15 yep 15 cents. They would look at them by the crate ( holds 20 pints) and if you didn't have them right you had to do it all over again. The bug's were every where. One day I thought I would pick them instead of packing boy was that a dumb move.
I now don't eat blueberries.
