2009-12-30

Out of the Frying Pan?


Jill had left one job unexpectedly and had taken another one quickly. She was being treated almost as poorly as the horses... at the end of one day, Jill sat down and listed the things she'd been yelled at for:
Show/sales horse’s legs are more swollen than the other staff member described.
Doorway was only partly shoveled and left open
Old guys blankets should be adjusted more, better etc.
Sweep dirt floor of feed room at old barn
Grey horse never needs his hood
Sales horse needs polos behind (not communicated til after turnout without)
Tie hayloft door tighter next time
With this many horses can’t spare staff for Expo
Leg straps done up wrong (did you put this on?)
“we turn out in worse than this”
Put this horse out before that (dressed already) one since we may not continue turning out
“stop flicking the whip” vs. “really go after him”
Calling your path vs don’t get caught in the corner
“he’s kicked me once” “he’s never kicked anyone”
“you can tell you’re nervous and that’s why he’s doing that”

If the boss saw the blanket in that position earlier, shouldn’t the boss have adjusted it?
The mud was almost as treacherous as the ice. She was had to walk in the (knee deep) snow instead.

She never had time to mention that she'd found the sales horse choking on a huge length of twine from the round bale in the paddock.

2009-12-27

Postcard

Stardate Thurs. Dec 7, The Devil watch is flashing Tuesday.

My feet are wet and the manure truck is full which makes it a pain. It sounds like we aren’t getting shavings until Tuesday and I am stuffed up again and don’t own any Claritin.

Then the boss comes in and spends ages adjusting the noseband. Sometimes I hate this job.

Jill knew her chum would understand the frustration she wrote on the card before posting it.