I have the next two days off. What, nobody fucking dies over christmas? I'm a little more than pissed off about the whole ordeal. With the last owner I worked the holidays, but this one is too damn religious. Fuck me. I've decided that I'm going to drive my twin (and consequently, myself) insane tomorrow by going back down to her farm. There's a horse there I kind of like that she says nobody can handle or ride. I want to ride her.
No time like the present to get over my slight issue with dirt, I suppose. There's a chance for rain but my twin has an indoor arena so it will be okay either way. The mare, Ashleigh (ironic name if you knew my family), is a 4yo Arabian that has some problems with people telling her what to do. Twin said I can have her if I can handle her. Do I need a horse? No. Do I want a horse? Maybe... Really I will just be bored tomorrow and love chances to show her up.
On the 26th I will be shadowing my possible replacement that works an hour and a half away from my abode. I'm supposed to see if she is any good and if her personality will fit in with the rest of the staff. Umm... really? They think I'm the one for that? What the hell? When have I ever been one who can work with the living? That means I will be totally out of my element for the next three days. I don't believe in, or really have a concept of hell, but that has to be it.
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