How about a game of Slap the Tack Store Lady?

[LarkspurCO]

Just for fun, I thought I'd tell a little story. You stop me at the point in the conversation where you would have slapped the Tack Store Lady.

Last weekend I went shopping at a consignment tack store. I brought tracings of two of my horses’ backs to compare against the saddles, in case I saw anything interesting. Finding none, I presented a couple of small items to the cashier, and lay the drawings on the counter to get out my wallet. Tack Store Lady (TSL) looks interested in the tracings and picks up the first one, of my extremely wide filly.

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s a horse.

TSL: Is this its withers?

Me: No, it’s her back just behind her withers, where the front of the saddle would fit.

TSL: How fat is she?

Me: She’s not fat but she’s very wide.

TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there.

Me: She still has a lot of growing to do.

<Tack store lady picks up the second drawing, of my long, lean, high-withered Thoroughbred.>

TSL: What’s this?

Me: That’s my other horse.

TSL: Is this his withers?

Me: Actually, it’s his back just behind his withers.

TSL: Well, he’s emaciated!

Me: He’s not emaciated.

TSL: He’s emaciated!

Me: He is not emaciated.

TSL: Any horse whose spine protrudes like that is emaciated!

Me: He is not emaciated. He was emaciated when I got him, but he has gained 400 pounds and is just fine now. He has no top-line yet, but I can assure you he is not emaciated.

TSL: You need to feed him and make him happy.

Me: I feed him plenty, and his is very happy.

TSL: Well, could he use any more weight?

Me: I don't know. Maybe a little.

TSL: Well, then you need to feed him and make him happy.

Me: <Forgot what I said next as I was trying to decide between a hook or upper-cut.>

TSL: Send him to me. I’ll make him gain weight. People see my horses and can’t believe how fat they are.

Me: All of my horses all look great.

TSL: You need to feed him alfalfa

Me: Alfalfa makes him anxious and neurotic.

TSL (shaking head): I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear it.

<Tack Store Lady continues to shake head as I explain the undeniable effects of alfalfa and the instant improvement in temperament, without weight loss, after removing it.>

TSL: Okay, okay (rolling her eyes in disbelief), okay.

Me: You know, every horse is different, and some are sensitive to alfalfa. This horse is very high strung and he has narcolepsy. The alfalfa just makes him worse.

TSL: He has narcolepsy? You’re not riding him, are you?

Me: I’ve just starting to ride him.

TSL: You’d better be careful. He’ll fall down when you’re riding him. Horses with narcolepsy don’t just fall asleep when they’re standing there. They’ll fall down when you’re riding them.

Me: He doesn't do that. He only falls asleep when standing.

TSL: Yes he will. Those horses will be trotting along and all of sudden just fall down. You have to be very careful.

Me: He won't do that.

TSL: How do you know?

Me: Because I’ve had him a year and he has never done that.

TSL: Well, have you ridden him?

Me: Yes.

TSL: Oh.


:D

[CanadianGolden]

After question #2. But I also wouldn't have bought anything there, and probably would have complained to the manager/owner. Totally unacceptable and ridiculous behavior from someone who is supposed to be working in customer service and sales...

[Renn/aissance]

"What's this, a cow?"

"Bless your heart."

When she got to the gelding...

"Bless your heart. I'd like to speak to the manager."

[appychik]

After Question #1. Sheesh. What an idoit. I'm not one to slap... but she would have gotten a nice, old upper-cut to the jaw. And she thinks she knows horses. Scary.

[MacknCody]

.....After the fat comment....

"smack, smack, smack"

'laughs hysterically when stupid Tack store lady starts sobbing:cool:

Ahh, I feel kinda good now.

[Tiempo]

My SO and I both concur, possibly after question 1, without a doubt after question 2.

I greatly admire your restraint and thanks for the good laugh...you have no idea how much I needed one tonight.

[Bugs-n-Frodo]

Ok, I am sorry, but, am I the only one here who did not bust a gut laughing so hard at the re-telling of this story? VERY funny.

Ok, I'd have slapped her right about when she finished saying cow... yup... oh, and upper cut... no... no... definitely a hook! Oh MY GOD! I totally would have had to slap this lady! How dare she say those things about my favorite frosted horses!

[ChocoMare]

This one -- TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there.

TSL would have heard: With all due respect, your comments and opinion were not asked for, you have no idea what you're talking about and I'll be taking all my business elsewhere......right after I have a nice chat with your manager!

:mad:

[Dreamboat Annie]

TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there.

That's when I would have slapped her and walked out with out buying anything....:)

[Calena]

On a good day I would have made it to question #1 re: the cow, at which time I would have said "No" and taken my tracing back, giving her my all too famous (and totally unconscious and effortless on my part) 'look'. The evil eye stops everyone in their tracks. It's easily as effective as a slap in the face :yes:.

You have my humble admiration for having the fortitude to continue the conversation. I just couldn't do it.

[Mia412]

At: How fat is she?

You are a person with better self control than me! :D

I don't understand some of the people who work in tack shops. When I needed a size 87 blanket for a horse, the owner of our only local tack shop owner told me I must have measured the horse wrong, no riding horse needed that size blanket. Then he tried to tell me that a name brand size 81 blanket was what I needed because it would fit like a size 84 or 87. I explained that I had the SAME brand sheet at home in an 87 that fit perfectly - he told me I was wrong & REFUSED to order the larger size blanket even if I paid for it up front. And people wonder why I buy online or drive 2 hours to a different tack shop.

[Where'sMyWhite]

And LarkspurCO, I'm dying to know which consignment tack store and if it was an employee or the owner :eek:

I don't know about slapping but I think I would have ended that conversation a lot sooner than you did (and I'd have been thinking on the way out of the store that I wouldn't have been shopping for a saddle there any time soon).

I sure miss Franktown Feed - no consignments but no conversations like that either!

[hiddenlake]

I imagine it like this:

Me: "Let's speak with the manager, shall we?"

Me, to manager: "This is a tracing of my TB. TSL has declared that my horse is emaciated, and she's given me unwanted advice about how to treat him. This (pointing to filly tracing) is a tracing of my filly, who is naturally built wide. TSL asked if this was a tracing of a cow, and then declared her fat and mutton withered."

Me: (pointing to TSL) " And THIS is the reason I will be buying my saddle elsewhere."

Now I would never have thought of that on the spot, I always come up with my retorts too late to provide any satisfaction. But it's nice to pretend, anyway. :D

[Haalter]

I have to admit, this is the first thing that came to my mind:

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s yo mama.

Crass, perhaps, but then so is TSL. I don't think I have as much patience as you - the conversation would have been much shorter...but think of all the gems I would have missed! It's hard to reason with idiots.

[RiddleMeThis]

I have to admit, this is the first thing that came to my mind:

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s yo mama.

Crass, perhaps, but then so is TSL. I don't think I have as much patience as you - the conversation would have been much shorter...but think of all the gems I would have missed! It's hard to reason with idiots.

LMAO!!! Might just have to add that to my siggy.

[Beverley]

Well, I had a slightly different take:

In response to question #1, What's this, a cow?

A: Yes, a 3 yo Holstein, actually. She's going very well western and I'm starting to look for an English saddle that will fit her, so I can start her over fences. I've already built a panel that is crescent-shaped. You know, like the moon.:)

[coffee-crisp]

I have to admit, this is the first thing that came to my mind:

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s yo mama.

Crass, perhaps, but then so is TSL. I don't think I have as much patience as you - the conversation would have been much shorter...but think of all the gems I would have missed! It's hard to reason with idiots.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahh, that is awesome. I expect my reaction would have been mostly one of stony silence, followed by marching my butt and my pocketbook right out the door. Cheerio!

[LarkspurCO]

I wouldn't call it being patient so much as being progressively stunned with astonishment at each word that came out of her mouth. I kept wondering what she was going to come up with next. Plus we had an audience. I've been laughing about it all week.

And LarkspurCO, I'm dying to know which consignment tack store and if it was an employee or the owner :eek:

It is Equiline on Black Forest Road. Her name is Sally and she works on Saturdays. Stop on in sometime!

I sure miss Franktown Feed - no consignments but no conversations like that either!

That's funny, because they were rude to me in there so I quit going. I like Charles at Horse and Hound.

[ThreeHorseNight]

It is Equiline on Black Forest Road. Her name is Sally and she works on Saturdays. Stop on in sometime!

Shall those of who are local get together and make a day of it? We could bring our weirdest wither tracings with us, and our oddest request for other tack. Maybe I could trace my husband's back and bring that tracing...

[RHdobes563]

Well, I had a slightly different take:

In response to question #1, What's this, a cow?

A: Yes, a 3 yo Holstein, actually. She's going very well western and I'm starting to look for an English saddle that will fit her, so I can start her over fences. I've already built a panel that is crescent-shaped. You know, like the moon.:)

:lol: :lol: :lol:

[FirstLadyJrJpr]

It cracks me up how dumb and annoying some people are that are hired to work at take stores, they should just be there to help us.

[slc2]

if it happens so much, why be bothered by it?

maybe i'm getting old and tired, but i just don't have the energy to get mad about every little remark people make. i have a hard time relating to this kind of post. ok, someone said something stupid. maybe the tack store lady is an expert on roses, or child care, or how to play golf. none of those things are any less important than riding, which is a leisure sport that doesn't ever lead to a nobel prize, mensa membership or the conferring of the status of Knight or Lord, in which someone sits on livestock, and is not THAT noble and clever.

i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.

[JanWeber]

"Well, it's all in the eye of the beholder. Would you call YOURSELF fat (emaciated, too tall, a midget - you get the idea)?" and just keep smiling. Turn the conversation back to HER and off your horses.

[JumperFun]

It is Equiline on Black Forest Road. Her name is Sally and she works on Saturdays. Stop on in sometime!

Oh, I was going to stop by there today to see if they had sold any of the saddles I have on consignment there. I don't go there much, so I don't know the various people, I may have to look for Sally!

[JumperFun]

if it happens so much, why be bothered by it?

maybe i'm getting old and tired, but i just don't have the energy to get mad about every little remark people make. i have a hard time relating to this kind of post. ok, someone said something stupid. maybe the tack store lady is an expert on roses, or child care, or how to play golf. none of those things are any less important than riding, which is a leisure sport that doesn't ever lead to a nobel prize, mensa membership or the conferring of the status of Knight or Lord, in which someone sits on livestock, and is not THAT noble and clever.

i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.
I think the difference is that I don't have a job at a golf shop or somewhere that I have little to no knowledge. And if I did, I'd learn a bit about it, but then still know that I should keep my mouth shut because I was still not very knowledgeable.

And it really is rude to keep saying that a horse is "emaciated." That's basically accusing the person of abuse. If TSL really felt that the OP was not caring for her horse, she should have notified the proper authorities (I can imagine their response "You haven't seen the horse, just a tracingof his back?")

[merrygoround]

You were amazingly tolerant of the witch. You deserve a gold star!!! :) :) :) :)

[dalpal]

Shall those of who are local get together and make a day of it? We could bring our weirdest wither tracings with us, and our oddest request for other tack. Maybe I could trace my husband's back and bring that tracing...

I love this one.

TSL...boy this horse is emaciated

You....Oh, that,...sheepish look here.....that's for my husband.

TSL...well your husband's horse is emaciated

You..No, it's for MY HUSBAND

TSL..blank stare

You...We're into kinky sex. Oh shit, which reminds me, I almost forgot the whip and spurs...hang on a minute.

:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

[dalpal]

if it happens so much, why be bothered by it?

maybe i'm getting old and tired, but i just don't have the energy to get mad about every little remark people make. i have a hard time relating to this kind of post. ok, someone said something stupid. maybe the tack store lady is an expert on roses, or child care, or how to play golf. none of those things are any less important than riding, which is a leisure sport that doesn't ever lead to a nobel prize, mensa membership or the conferring of the status of Knight or Lord, in which someone sits on livestock, and is not THAT noble and clever.

i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.

Rooruh, the dressage oracle has stepped into another forum and is once again shaking her finger at people. She's the fun patrol. Lighten up, gesh.;)

[chai]

That is hilarious! I think you showed great restraint. But next time you're in there, I hope you'll be prepared with some snappy comebacks for her. Whenever I run into a nut like that, I'm usually so shocked that I think of all the witty, killer comebacks about an hour later...

[ProzacPuppy]

I would have LOVED to be the person behind you in the checkout line. I think I might have peed my pants laughing.

[2DaPoint]

ooohhhhhh............. wiping the tears from my eyes over the "No, it's yo mama", and "tracing of my husband's back".
Much hilarity! I raise my coffee mug to you!

I think I just would have stared dumbfounded at her starting with "Is this a cow?"
I may have been able to mumble "Excuse me?" but I think I just would have been a blithering idiot that I was being faced with such a blithering idiot.

I most certainly would have become rather pissy at the "Send him to me" comment.
When she started in on how fat all her horses are, I MAY have had enough sense to ask "So what kind of saddles do YOU use?"

Kudos to you for your patience and level-headed-ness.

SHE's the cow.
KD

[DressageGeek "Ribbon Ho"]

After question #2. But I also wouldn't have bought anything there, and probably would have complained to the manager/owner. Totally unacceptable and ridiculous behavior from someone who is supposed to be working in customer service and sales...

ditto. Except no probably tell the manager, DEFINITELY tell the manager.

[Where'sMyWhite]

It is Equiline on Black Forest Road. Her name is Sally and she works on Saturdays. Stop on in sometime!

That's funny because I really like Mary... I'd be talking to her about that if I were you.

That's funny, because they were rude to me in there so I quit going. I like Charles at Horse and Hound.

I could easily see how Bill and Judy could run hot or cold toward someone but I usually got along with them pretty well.

I've never been in Horse and Hound. I missing FF just to have a place with a relatively sizable (for the area) selection of english "stuff" - the Big R in Falcon is a little short on jumping and dressage saddles :lol:

[LarkspurCO]

Shall those of who are local get together and make a day of it? We could bring our weirdest wither tracings with us, and our oddest request for other tack. Maybe I could trace my husband's back and bring that tracing...

Oh, yes. After a few pictures of margaritas!

[LarkspurCO]

I've never been in Horse and Hound. I missing FF just to have a place with a relatively sizable (for the area) selection of english "stuff" - the Big R in Falcon is a little short on jumping and dressage saddles :lol:


You must check out Horse & Hound. They moved to Franktown after the other store closed. It's east of Hwy 83 on 86, nextdoor to the Post Office -- turn in by Triple T Trailers. They're not cheap but do specialize in English. They have a bunch of consignment saddles. I tried a nice Stubben last weekend but it didn't fit.

[LarkspurCO]

Rooruh, the dressage oracle has stepped into another forum and is once again shaking her finger at people. She's the fun patrol. Lighten up, gesh.;)

I think a career in Human Resources would have suited her well. Fun patrolling is at the top of the job description, just after tight sphincter.

[Holly'er Than Thou]

Question #1, "Is this a cow?"

Response, "No, but you are." or "No, it's my girlfriend's/boyfriend's butt; can I measure yours?"

[Bugs-n-Frodo]

Fun patrolling is at the top of the job description, just after tight sphincter.
:lol:

[LarkspurCO]

Oh, I was going to stop by there today to see if they had sold any of the saddles I have on consignment there. I don't go there much, so I don't know the various people, I may have to look for Sally!

Tell her you know a woman named Holly who has an extremely emaciated narcoleptic Thoroughbred she is trying to find a saddle for.:lol:

[FancyFree]

if it happens so much, why be bothered by it?

maybe i'm getting old and tired, but i just don't have the energy to get mad about every little remark people make. i have a hard time relating to this kind of post. ok, someone said something stupid. maybe the tack store lady is an expert on roses, or child care, or how to play golf. none of those things are any less important than riding, which is a leisure sport that doesn't ever lead to a nobel prize, mensa membership or the conferring of the status of Knight or Lord, in which someone sits on livestock, and is not THAT noble and clever.

i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.

Oh my. It's not that the woman was just ignorant, it's that she was really rude too. I don't see the OP upset, just exasperated. She's also has a much more humorous attitude towards the idiot TSL than I would. I can completely understand why she would share it here. Most of us can relate.

We have one big feed store that's close to me. Every time I go in, always after coming out, I say "This is the last time I'm coming in here!" to myself. I went in yesterday and bought some stuff that came to about $50. The woman handed me my bag with no "Thank you", nothing. And they're always like that to everyone. But they're the only game in town, so I guess they feel they can get away with it. It is irritating.

[Risk-Averse Rider]

maybe i'm getting old and tired, but i just don't have the energy to get mad about every little remark people make. i have a hard time relating to this kind of post.If you're getting old and tired, and you can't relate to this kind of post, perhaps you should save your rapidly waning energy to pontificate on threads to which you can relate.

[GypsyQ]

To the OP: I find it amazing that your horses are at such opposite extremes. Most cases of improper management tend to go only one way or the other.

As for alfalfa for your TB, I tried it with my former TB gelding. He certainly gained weight. He also jumped the jumps WAY higher than any of the other horses, and got around the ring lots faster than the others in the hacks. The judges must have all been blind 'cause we never got any ribbons.

Seriously, you have much more patience than I. The smart a$$ in me would have come out right after the cow remark.

[Guin]

To the OP: I find it amazing that your horses are at such opposite extremes. Most cases of improper management tend to go only one way or the other.
.

:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

To TSL: "Yes, I'm running an experiment. I'm trying to see how much weight I can put on the fat one, and how much I can starve the emaciated one, before they collapse and I can send them to the auction."

[Ibex]

OMG - I read this and my first thought was "I didn't know my old coach works in a tack shop..." :eek:

[Tory Relic]

I would have probably not let it go after the fat mutton shouldered comment, but if I had gotten to the emaciated horse one, I'd have freaked. I do not like fat horses, and I sure wouldn't have liked for someone to ask me to send my horse to them to "fatten up." What was she going to do? Butcher it like a hog? Gah.

I am pretty good at not saying much and letting my feet do the talking. As in, left everything on the counter and walked out. But we have good options for tack here and I know that isn't true everywhere.

[GypsyQ]

:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

To TSL: "Yes, I'm running an experiment. I'm trying to see how much weight I can put on the fat one, and how much I can starve the emaciated one, before they collapse and I can send them to the auction."

Ahhh, I see. So it will be like selling two average horses without actually doing so. Very clever.:D

[Pony Person]

I have to admit, this is the first thing that came to my mind:

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s yo mama.

I LOVE THIS!!!:lol: To the OP: I would have mouthed off to that stupid lady...;):winkgrin::cool::p

[J Swan]

This is absolutely hysterical.

Larkspur - I can just imagine your shock - I mean it's not like you could be prepared for the type of grilling one usually sees on Law and Order, right?

I have no doubt you had many snappy comebacks that came to you the second you walked out the door.

This is called, "staircase wit". It's always thinking of the perfect thing to say about one second too late. Very annoying.

The comments here are spot on - you may have to write them down for future reference.

Oh - if you need another wither tracing, I'll send you one of my pig, Kevin.

That will really stump the old fart.:D

Great story - thank you for sharing!!

[dalpal]

This is absolutely hysterical.

Larkspur - I can just imagine your shock - I mean it's not like you could be prepared for the type of grilling one usually sees on Law and Order, right?

I have no doubt you had many snappy comebacks that came to you the second you walked out the door.

This is called, "staircase wit". It's always thinking of the perfect thing to say about one second too late. Very annoying.

The comments here are spot on - you may have to write them down for future reference.

Oh - if you need another wither tracing, I'll send you one of my pig, Kevin.

That will really stump the old fart.:D

Great story - thank you for sharing!!

Ever see the Sienfield Episode...where George is put down in a meeting...as he is driving home he comes up with what he should have said....drives back, blurts it out and they all look at him like he's crazy. :lol: Everytime I have one of those...WHY DIDN'T I SAY moments, I always think about that episode.

[J Swan]

dalpal - me too! :D It happens to me all the time - makes me crazy!

Ever see the Sienfield Episode...where George is put down in a meeting...as he is driving home he comes up with what he should have said....drives back, blurts it out and they all look at him like he's crazy. :lol: Everytime I have one of those...WHY DIDN'T I SAY moments, I always think about that episode.

[railijumper28]

Oh, I wouldn't have slapped.
TSL: "What's that, a cow?"
Me: "No, the cow's right in front of me."

[Rebe]

if it happens so much, why be bothered by it?

You know you've arrived as a thread when SLC shows up to tell you why it isn't funny...

[donkeyman]

I would have enjoyed engaging her is a stupid debate just to see how long it could take her to get disgusted.....LOL

We have a lady in town who sells english rack who has for sure NEVER touched or seen a living horse.....unsuspecting parents who have never bought things for the kids go in for their first paddock boots, a saddle or a helmet.

She inevitably shows them every helmet and says "this is approved which you need because unapproved hats are a no-no"......but the helmets she is showing them are clearly NOT APPROVED and clearly say so on the box.....

She shows them paddock boots that don;t fit cause heck your child will grow into them......

She tries to sell an indian leather bridle for $150.00 ,,,,for what sells for $20.00 bucks anywhere else.......

Each time I see this I walk over when the lady is not looking at tell them to go get their trainers and pay the trainer to come back and pick out what is needed because evitably the stuff you are buying will go to the trash and you will need to buy again because this store does NOT give refunds only exchanges........

It cracks me up to know how many unsuspecting people fell prey to this lady

[slc2]

you're all complaining the lady is rude, so that means that you all suddenly obtain a license to be RUDER? now there's some interesting logic.

ever wonder if someone else is sitting around complaining about how rude YOU are?

insult me all you want - i still think sitting around trying to think of snotty things to say or to think about what would have been clever to say to people in stores is - well - a tad juvenile. who gives a shit what someone in a store says anyway, is it really that important? and no, i don't actually live in a fantasy land where i expect tack store employees to be experts.

[Kate66]

How about "oh, actually I'm an amateur artist and that one that you think is a fat, mutton withered horse was a quick side sketch that I did of you as I was standing over there". Although needless to say I might have thought something like that, but would be so taken aback by her comments that I wouldn't actually have a smart ass response.

Seriously, that was one fabulous conversation you had there.

[LarkspurCO]

insult me all you want - i still think sitting around trying to think of snotty things to say or to think about what would have been clever to say to people in stores is - well - a tad juvenile.

May I please have permission to go to the bathroom?

[Mali]

TSL: Send him to me. I’ll make him gain weight. People see my horses and can’t believe how fat they are.:D


IF I would have made it to this point, this is where I would have sarcastically interjected my thoughts on how her fat horses must be foundering, and she should have a vet out immediately. They must certainly all be crippled, and in such horrible pain from coffin bone rotation. I can't believe the coffin bone hasn't yet dropped thru the sole!

....or you could have very pointedly picked up the drawings and told her to mind her own business. That probably would've ended any additional conversation;)

[TheJenners]

Oh. My. God.

There are no words. I would have probably said "excuse ME?" when she called my horse a mutton-withered fatty, and had she continued I would said "please stop talking to me and I'd like to have your manager's name and your name so I can call during the week; write it here on a store card. No, do not speak to me."

Ever see the Sienfield Episode...where George is put down in a meeting...as he is driving home he comes up with what he should have said....drives back, blurts it out and they all look at him like he's crazy. :lol: Everytime I have one of those...WHY DIDN'T I SAY moments, I always think about that episode.

I totally had one of those minutes about two months ago. eDH told me to stop trying to sound so Canadian because it made me sound stupid; I have a Midwestern accent that comes out when I get defensive and worked up, somehow Cheesehead = Canadian to him. My only response at the time in my shock of being called stupid at my place of work was to tell him to bite me. Later, I thought "dang, I should have said 'bite me, eh!'" and had to restrain self from calling him and doing it over the phone!! :lol:

[acoustic]

LOL!

I'm more of the stoney stare and silence type if I'm not laughing. Seriously though, I loved the story, had me cracking up. Thanks for the laugh!

I don't waste my energy responding to idiot statements like the MANY that the TSL gave. Mainly because I know that later that day, all my GOOD and catty responses would have come around too late =(

[Orn1218]

i still think sitting around trying to think of snotty things to say or to think about what would have been clever to say to people in stores is - well - a tad juvenile. who gives a shit what someone in a store says anyway, is it really that important? and no, i don't actually live in a fantasy land where i expect tack store employees to be experts.

If you hate this thread so much, why come back to it again and again? It's like watching tv, if you don't like the show, change the channel.

[Ibex]

I totally had one of those minutes about two months ago. eDH told me to stop trying to sound so Canadian because it made me sound stupid; I have a Midwestern accent that comes out when I get defensive and worked up, somehow Cheesehead = Canadian to him.

Canadian = Sounds Stupid :confused:

I think I would have gone through the phone line and wrapped it around his neck.

[Lori]

[QUOTE=LarkspurCO;2709876]
TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s a bull. Would you like to see his dressage video on You Tube? He really is quite lovely......

[LarkspurCO]

This is called, "staircase wit". It's always thinking of the perfect thing to say about one second too late. Very annoying.

I didn't know there was a term for this. Perhaps it could be spun into an official syndrome and then all of us afflicted "patients" could qualify for special treatment, such as laminated pocket Quick Comeback Guides and handy parking spaces. Drug companies could advertise remedies with 47 side-effects ("side effects may include inappropriate stupidity, weight gain, maddening rectal itch...")

But in the meantime, I have thought of another solution. Everyone needs to develop, practice and memorize a small set of generic comebacks for emergency use. The kind of thing that could be used in any situation to completely dis-arm your opponent.

Phrases like "Oh, I didn't realize you had head lice" or "You'll have to excuse me. The body in my trunk is starting to smell, and I need to get it buried before the car is ruined."


And just to contrast with TSL, when I showed the tracings to Charles at Horse & Hound, his response to the wide one was, "I've got a saddle that will fit that horse."

[TripleRipple]

I too totally busted a gut reading that. Really, thanks for my laugh of the day:)

I would have ignored the cow comments, because I am in the habit now of just turning off the volume when I encounter stupid comments. Truly, I am just running into a heap of dum-asses nowdays, but I still have to get business done, so I ignore much. But the slap moment would be somewhere in that fat vs. skinny comment period.

P.S. We had people at an old barn of mine, just like this tack lady. Stuff like this came out of their mouths ALL the time. The trainer never tried to educate them, just let it happen (trainer absolutely knew better). I guess so the trainer would shine as a fountain of knowledge to them. It ultimately became unbearable to be associated with that level of stupid, esp. when it was completely catered to due to the $$$ that flowed. Went on for years; well, still is from what I hear. Blech.

[slc2]

"change the channel"

when all the channels are playing 'What other people do Wrong and how Witty I am compared to them TV'?

[Tory Relic]

"change the channel"

when all the channels are playing 'What other people do Wrong and how Witty I am compared to them TV'?

Turn off the TV? I mean, do we live in a fantasy world where we expect people not to gossip and complain and dish on an internet forum? There are some out there that do not allow anything sociable to take place, so that may be the best place for those who do not like it. I admit I skip a lot of threads because they do not interest me (I did think this one was amusing) but I really don't think I have a right to tell the posters not to post them. Erin does a good job of that when she considers it not appropriate by the forum rules. ;)

[Pony Person]

Later, I thought "dang, I should have said 'bite me, eh!'" and had to restrain self from calling him and doing it over the phone!! :lol:
:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

[chaltagor]

Erin does a good job of that when she considers it not appropriate by the forum rules. ;)

The mods also don't like it when you curse. slc, you should up that "fancy" medication you're taking as it's turning you into a masochist who is harming children. I also don't understand how you can defend someone who you've never spoken to and who accuses the OP of starving a horse. Oh, wait, I do understand it, it's because everyone else agreed with the OP! Flip flop.

[everyequine]

Shall those of who are local get together and make a day of it? We could bring our weirdest wither tracings with us, and our oddest request for other tack. Maybe I could trace my husband's back and bring that tracing...

I would trace my butt, and hand it to her and tell her to kiss it!

[Orn1218]

I would trace my butt, and hand it to her and tell her to kiss it!

:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:!!!!!!!!!

[Tiempo]

I would trace my butt, and hand it to her and tell her to kiss it!


:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

And the prize goes to....

Everyequine!!!!!

[everyequine]

thank you, Tact has always been my strong suit! I humbly accept!!! Really, Larkspur, I feel for you. I have had my share of rude, so I complained once, and told the owner of my not so local store that I woudn't shop there until this person left. It also was a consignment shop,that was part of a pretty upscale tackshop. I was treated very unfairly. I was taken seriously by the owner, and the next time I went in, "she" wasn't there. I felt justice was served. Good luck with Sally. :yes:

[Come Shine]

Courtesy of a previous COTH thread, I like the "Well bless your heart" come back.

Or my absolute personal favorite from the COTH suggestions is leaning in slightly and saying very innocently with wide eyes "Oh my gosh. Do you realize you said that out loud?".

[Tiempo]

Fogive me for a not very horse related story (I was wearing riding clothes if it helps)!

A few years ago I was in Target with my ex, who is 3 years younger than me.

I wandered over to find him in the mens dept, where a sales person was in the process of trying to sign the ex Mr.Tiempo up for a store credit card.

I caught the end of the conversation...

Ex Mr.T..."No thanks, not today".

Mr.Target guy (on seeing me approach), "Well perhaps your Mom would be interested?"

Ex Mr T. (to Mr.Target guy on realizing I had heard THAT nugget) "Er, walk away man, just walk away...NOW"

Mr.Target guy, "but,but..."

Ex Mr.T, "Really man, if you know what's good for you... WALK AWAY... NOW....AND FAST!!!"

Reminds me that for all the ex Mr T's faults that made the relationship unsaveable, he did have some good points!

[dalpal]

Fogive me for a not very horse related story (I was wearing riding clothes if it helps)!

A few years ago I was in Target with my ex, who is 3 years younger than me.

I wandered over to find him in the mens dept, where a sales person was in the process of trying to sign the ex Mr.Tiempo up for a store credit card.

I caught the end of the conversation...

Ex Mr.T..."No thanks, not today".

Mr.Target guy (on seeing me approach), "Well perhaps your Mom would be interested?"

Ex Mr T. (to Mr.Target guy on realizing I had heard THAT nugget) "Er, walk away man, just walk away...NOW"

Mr.Target guy, "but,but..."

Ex Mr.T, "Really man, if you know what's good for you... WALK AWAY... NOW....AND FAST!!!"

Reminds me that for all the ex Mr T's faults that made the relationship unsaveable, he did have some good points!


BAAAAAAAAHHHHH.....I had this happen to me in a Rooms to Go. Husband and I are both 37ish...but he looks like he's in high school. We were looking for a table. Sales Lady comes up and asks if she can help. We told her what we were looking for......so she joins in the search. She asked me if I was his mother??? I was dumbfounded.....Um, no, I'm his wife....needless to say, she didn't get sale and of course I heard about that one for about a year.

[LarkspurCO]

Those are great!

My sister and I were on an elevator, along with a man and his two children. The man nods to my sister and tells his son, "See, she's going to have a baby, too."

Thing was, my sister wasn't pregnant! Not even fat or anything, just wearing a poofy sun dress.

[J Swan]

Great stories!!!! :D

[tbtrailrider]

On a good day I would have made it to question #1 re: the cow, at which time I would have said "No" and taken my tracing back, giving her my all too famous (and totally unconscious and effortless on my part) 'look'. The evil eye stops everyone in their tracks. It's easily as effective as a slap in the face :yes:.

You have my humble admiration for having the fortitude to continue the conversation. I just couldn't do it.

Me too...right from the get go I would have gave her a look and left. This is because I have a look to end all looks. It is fearsome, I tell ya. I inherited these terribly hooded eyelids from my dad that make me look pi$$ed off when I am happy.

That and I am sure had I done more than given a look and left , law enforcement would have been called. To go along with the evil face, I have this voice that is loud, annoying and carries for miles.....

[PaddyUK]

"TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there".

Right about there would have done it for me, at which point I would have voted with my cheque book and gone elsewhere.

Paddy

[AnotherRound]

Here's just about where I would have hauled off and socked her:

Last weekend I went shopping at a consignment tack store. I brought tracings of two of my horses’ backs to compare against the saddles, in case I saw anything interesting. Finding none, I presented a couple of small items to the cashier, and lay the drawings on the counter to get out my wallet. Tack Store Lady (TSL) looks interested in the tracings and picks up the first one, of my extremely wide filly.

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s a horse.

TSL: Is this its withers?

Me: No, it’s her back just behind her withers, where the front of the saddle would fit.

TSL: How fat is she?

Me: She’s not fat but she’s very wide.

TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there.
WHACK.

[AnotherRound]

Quote SLC2:- you're all complaining the lady is rude, so that means that you all suddenly obtain a license to be RUDER? now there's some - WHACK!

[DopyDgz]

You should print out this thread and mail it to the tack store!

[J Swan]

Don't forget to courtesy copy SLC's therapist.

[Adamantane]

Well, I had a slightly different take:

In response to question #1, What's this, a cow?

A: Yes, a 3 yo Holstein, actually. She's going very well western and I'm starting to look for an English saddle that will fit her, so I can start her over fences. I've already built a panel that is crescent-shaped. You know, like the moon.:)

Yup, lotta good ones. That's my favorite. :yes::yes::yes:

It would be fun (although perhaps juvenile;)) to overhear some of the dialogues between customer and clerk that go the other way, too.

I remember my first visit to a ritzy tack store after I decided in my late 40's to learn to ride. My first instructor sent me to get breeches and half-chaps (whateverthehell those were), warning me not to pay too much for either.

I'd been in plenty of tack stores before, hauled along my my wife, but spent my time while stuck there alternately looking at the fly spray and other chemical supplies because I could understand the labels and the ingredients, and the greeting cards because the Thelwell pony cards were funny.

My obvious thoroughgoing ignorance of what I was doing that day on my own was matched only by my total discomfort being there. I felt as out of place as if my wife had sent me to buy her a bra or some tampons.

The nadir of this first solo visit -- at least before I actually had to try on some breeches -- was when the clerk pleasantly asked me what discipline I rode, and rattled off a string of possibilities, some of which I had never heard. I said: "Uh, well, I dunno." "Good God, lady, I can't tell the difference between a halter and a bridle and you want to know what discipline I ride?"] I said, "Well my instructor is into dressage, so I guess that." This seemed to satisfy her. ["Yah, right, dressage." I thought, "I can barely sit on that mare, and get yelled at for slouching when I do."]

Then she pointed to a large array of breeches, a scant ten percent of which were for men. Felt as if I were being asked to select a tutu. We settled on a size and color -- beige seemed as good as any, nobody warned me that the dye from the half-chaps would bleed through -- so I hauled four pair off to the dressing room where at least I could be by myself for a few minutes to privately get acclimated to the shock of seeing myself in the things. At least the mirror was inside the room.

Fortunately the best fitting pair -- no slop in the butt like the others, other guys who ride with 34" waists must have enormous rear ends -- was also the cheapest. As for the half-chaps, I wasn't prepared to pay over a hundred bucks for their surprisingly limited selection of Ariat and other top-notch brands, so I begged off and left without any.

I think I did buy a hoof pick that I liked better than the one my borrowed horse's owner had. And with supreme confidence, a big bottle of fly spray whose potent ingredients appeared a lot more likely actually to work than the more expensive kind made with flower petal extracts.

I was more relieved to get out of the place that day than by the end of the first seminar I ever had to present in grad school. (Got the half-chaps and some riding sneakers over the internet from State Line.)

[whitney159]

I would have been miffed at calling my horse mutton withered...I would have gotten outright steamed at the "emaciated"....I would have snapped when she told me I needed to send my horse to HER. THAT would be the point I would definitely have let her have it.

[LarkspurCO]

Fortunately the best fitting pair -- no slop in the butt like the others, other guys who ride with 34" waists must have enormous rear ends -- was also the cheapest.

I'm trying to picture a man with that physique - :lol:

[Stacie]

Or my absolute personal favorite from the COTH suggestions is leaning in slightly and saying very innocently with wide eyes "Oh my gosh. Do you realize you said that out loud?".

Oh that is wonderful. I'll have to remember that.

I have to admit that I'm the kind of person who would have reached their limit and finally said, "Please cancel this transaction. I have no interest in buying anything from you." and then left. I've done it before, so I'm sure I'd do it again.

[Phaxxton]

This is how i would have handled it:

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it's my grandmother.

TSL: Is this its withers?

Me: I don't know. I don't think old people have withers..

TSL: How fat is she?

Me: She's pregnant with septuplets. She's carrying them for my cousin who can't have children.

TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there.

Me: You've met my sister? Wait, do we know each other?

<Tack store lady picks up the second drawing.>

TSL: What’s this?

Me: That’s my husband.

TSL: Is this his withers?

Me: Actually, I'm pretty sure men don't have withers.

TSL: Well, he’s emaciated!

Me: He’s not emaciated. He's gearing up for his audition for America's Next Top Male Model.

TSL: He’s emaciated!

Me: He is not emaciated. He is herion chic. There is a difference.

TSL: Any horse whose spine protrudes like that is emaciated!

Me: He is not emaciated. And please stop referring to my family as horses. I'm wont to get offended.

TSL: You need to feed him and make him happy.

Me: I do make him happy. That's why I'm here shopping for crops and tall boots.

TSL: Well, could he use any more weight?

Me: No, we're not interested in an open marriage and if we were, you wouldn't be on the list of possibilities.

TSL: Well, then you need to feed him and make him happy.

Me: He's plenty happy and well-fed. He even gives his leftovers to my grandmother, since she's eating for 8 these days.

TSL: Send him to me. I’ll make him gain weight. People see my horses and can’t believe how fat they are.

Me: I will not have you treating my husband like a horse.

TSL: You need to feed him alfalfa

Me: It gives him gas.

TSL (shaking head): I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear it.

Me: It's less the sound and more the smell... it's worse when he sleeps, which, with narcolepsy, he does quite often.

TSL: He has narcolepsy? You’re not riding him, are you?

Me: When did this turn so personal?

TSL: You’d better be careful. He’ll fall down when you’re riding him. Horses with narcolepsy don’t just fall asleep when they’re standing there. They’ll fall down when you’re riding them.

Me: This conversation is making me uncomfortable.

And that's where my conversation would have been over. :yes:

[Adamantane]

Fortunately the best fitting pair -- no slop in the butt like the others, other guys who ride with 34" waists must have enormous rear ends -- was also the cheapest.I'm trying to picture a man with that physique - :lol:

They wouldn't make 'em that way if people didn't buy 'em. Maybe any male who's nuts enough to pay $175 or more for a single pair of breeches has spent way too much time at a desk growing his tush. (Now if I could just get this little roll of blubber around my middle to disappear...)

As a wise person years ago once said, "Isn't it amazing what some people would rather have than cash?" Look at all that weird crap for sale in the malls. (Or for that matter in some horse catalogs.) Somebody must be purchasing it. Not all store buyers are idiots.

[Orn1218]

That was one of the funniest things I have read in my entire life!!!!! My stomach hurts from laughing!! I love the pregnant grandmother!!:lol::lol::lol:

[slc2]

guess what? because i don't agree with you about being rude - doesn't mean i'm nuts or a bad person. it means i disagree. that's all it means. i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on. and people ARE permitted to go on threads, and say that. :yes:

[Shellythehorsenut]

Oh my. It's not that the woman was just ignorant, it's that she was really rude too. I don't see the OP upset, just exasperated. She's also has a much more humorous attitude towards the idiot TSL than I would. I can completely understand why she would share it here. Most of us can relate.

We have one big feed store that's close to me. Every time I go in, always after coming out, I say "This is the last time I'm coming in here!" to myself. I went in yesterday and bought some stuff that came to about $50. The woman handed me my bag with no "Thank you", nothing. And they're always like that to everyone. But they're the only game in town, so I guess they feel they can get away with it. It is irritating.

Geesh, we must live in the same town. This area is literally teeming with horses, the 1 local feed store sells western wear, feed, bridles, bits, etc. and not one of the 20 somethings that work there know ANYTHING about horses. They do not know anything about feed, supplements, bedding, buckets, NOTHING. Some local idiot called the store while I was in there buying bedding pellets and asked if the store carried anything for colic in horses. Both of the clerks looked stupidly at each other and had no idea what to tell the person on the phone. I told them to pick up the phone and tell the caller to CALL THE VET if their horse was colicing! They are unfriendly and uninterested in the customers. I think I would rather have the idiot the OP mentions in this thread than the twits that work at my local tack/feed store. At least the Op's idiot was entertaining.

[Westlaw]

After fat and mutton-withered, plus no $$ from me.

How's this for slap the tack store staff?

I'm at a tack store that specializes in gear for ponies and the kids who ride them. I'm in line behind a lady who's dealing with a custom order, so I have to wait a little while. Behind me is a mother with a kid who is around 8 years old.

As the young-- I'd say 16-ish -- cashier deals with the woman in front of me, another girl, who looks 14 but whom I soon discern at least has a driver's license, gabs on and on at her, distracting her from getting anything done. And the subject of this gabbing is her weekend at the beach, where she has cheated on her boyfriend, whose inadequacies in various activities she describes quite graphically. Fortunately, the boy she cheated with is, "ohmigod, like nine inches!! I'm not kidding."

She's not kidding.

So we in line get to learn when he put it in there, etc. etc. etc. oh barf, and I truly regret not calling her out and saying shame on you, talking that way. It wasn't my place to speak for the mother and child but I was damned uncomfortable. I also felt bad for this obviously misguided kid, who was making an a$$ of herself. From what I could tell, she also worked at the tack store at least part time.

I also regret not telling the managers-- it's a well-run business with a good reputation. Last thing in the world they'd want is for people to be afraid to bring their kids in for fear of hearing x-rated gossip.

Gross.

[chaltagor]

i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on.

And yet you keep coming back. Are you going to use more filthy language? :rolleyes:

[MyGiantPony]

Quote SLC2:- you're all complaining the lady is rude, so that means that you all suddenly obtain a license to be RUDER? now there's some - WHACK!

Oh. My. God.

Heimlich. someone. Please.

[caffeinated]

guess what? because i don't agree with you about being rude - doesn't mean i'm nuts or a bad person. it means i disagree. that's all it means. i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on.

this always makes me wonder... who's lamer? the people who waste time going online to rant about lame things? Or the people who waste all their time by saying that those people are lame?

[a leg at each corner]

Just for fun, I thought I'd tell a little story. You stop me at the point in the conversation where you would have slapped the Tack Store Lady.

Last weekend I went shopping at a consignment tack store. I brought tracings of two of my horses’ backs to compare against the saddles, in case I saw anything interesting. Finding none, I presented a couple of small items to the cashier, and lay the drawings on the counter to get out my wallet. Tack Store Lady (TSL) looks interested in the tracings and picks up the first one, of my extremely wide filly.

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

*SMACK*

Actually I would have been tempted to answer Yes, with a lengthy explanation into my cows dressage prowess her many many ribbons and how our destiny is GP .... followed by *SMACK*

[Rebe]

guess what? because i don't agree with you about being rude - doesn't mean i'm nuts or a bad person. it means i disagree. that's all it means. i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on. and people ARE permitted to go on threads, and say that. :yes:

Well Bless Your Heart.

[chaltagor]

this always makes me wonder... who's lamer? the people who waste time going online to rant about lame things? Or the people who waste all their time by saying that those people are lame?

According to the Guide to Gracefully Losing an Internet Argument, slc's got a few down:

1. Point out that everyone else posting is a giant nerd because they are posting on the internet.
2. Post lots and lots of words about something trivial.
3. Tell everyone you are arguing with how little you care about the argument.
4. You were only playing devil's advocate/trying to p*ss people off/controlling their emotions like the puppet master you are.
5. When finally leaving the argument, make sure to inform them you will be partaking in some sort of basic social function.

I don't think the OP's rant was lame, or a rant. I'd be just as incredulous, but I'd keep the loon going as I do love the crazy. :lol:

[LarkspurCO]

Phaxxton - BRAVO!!!

i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on.

Now you're saying my emaciated horse is LAME???

[Coreene]

Does the shop have a website? I think it would have much more effect if the shop's owner saw this online, in action, than if she received a printed copy.

:lol:

[Reynard Ridge]

Me: He is not emaciated. He is heroin chic. There is a difference.

:lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol: :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

[Chief2]

LarkSpurCo, this thread is hysterically funny! By the end of the first question I was done with the tack shop.
And people wonder why I prefer mail order. Sheesh!

[Risk-Averse Rider]

Now you're saying my emaciated horse is LAME???No, I think she's saying Phaxxton's heroin chic husband is lame - he probably foundered from the heroin.

[Risk-Averse Rider]

You know you've arrived as a thread when SLC shows up to tell you why it isn't funny...This belongs in your signature - although I loff the comment about the marbles :lol:

[Sargentmajor]

if it happens so much, why be bothered by it?

maybe i'm getting old and tired, but i just don't have the energy to get mad about every little remark people make. i have a hard time relating to this kind of post. ok, someone said something stupid. maybe the tack store lady is an expert on roses, or child care, or how to play golf. none of those things are any less important than riding, which is a leisure sport that doesn't ever lead to a nobel prize, mensa membership or the conferring of the status of Knight or Lord, in which someone sits on livestock, and is not THAT noble and clever.

i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.

Because this society seems to breed a bunch of people in the service sector that just don't give a s*@t, have a horrible work ethic and think the world owes them a living. It's rude, it's inappropriate and no matter how old and tired I am I will call them out on it EVERY time! Store owners and/or managers need to be aware of these kinds of things in order for things to change.:mad:

If I seem a little fired up about this it's because I have worked in retail since I was 13 (much older thatn that now!) and I was taught how to deal with the public. If I ever treated anyone with that much disrespect I would've had my walking papers hand delivered!!!!

[~Freedom~]

This thread is very interesting with so many different "net" personalities.

It reminds me of this site that I had bookmarked some time ago. Would love to see who fits where.

http://redwing.hutman.net/%7Emreed/index.htm

[Reynard Ridge]

This thread is very interesting with so many different "net" personalities.

Yessss, and I keep peeking in, waiting, waiting, waiting for "Sally" to show up. And all heck to break loose. :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

If she doesn't show up in a day or so, I dare Phaxxton to imagine what it would be like if she did. :yes: Hint.

[Lambie Boat]

[QUOTE=slc2;2710238
i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.[/QUOTE]

IRONY ALERT! :eek::winkgrin:

[witherbee]

Okay, Phaxxton, Larkspur ( I LOVED the "may I go to the bathroom" remark!) and feisomeday - THANK YOU for the belly laughs on an otherwise crappy day! Oh, and thank you to slc2 as well for the added humor!

[rileyt]

SLC dear, you seem distressed that people are willing to take their pokes at you and then they rudely ignore you get back to having their fun. Are you feeling neglected?

Perhaps try the other position since the "what's the big deal"-tact hasn't had the desired effect.

Try posting: "You all are idiots for not seeing how EXTREMELY RUDE and OBNOXIOUS tack store lady was! I wouldn't have slapped her, no, people like this need to be treated severely... I think small firearms were in order" Perhaps that will be better.


As for the initial question, I think I would've slapped her after the "emaciated" comment. But then again, I don't have SLC's courage to disagree with the crowd.

and thank you FEIsomeday... I was WONDERING when someone was going to pick up on that quote!

[naters]

Ok, do I have to be the first here to say the following:

Everyone says how bad it is to call a horse "fat" and "mutton withered".....
My horse IS fat and mutton withered..... but I LOFF him!!!!!!!

Glad to get that off of my chest..... been thinking it since post #3..... :)

[Thomas_1]

Just for fun, I thought I'd tell a little story. You stop me at the point in the conversation where you would have slapped the Tack Store Lady.

I'd love to hear the Tack Store Lady's version of events.... :winkgrin:

And is this the horse you were looking for a saddle for?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9wh3kyMKJU

[asb2517]

I'd love to hear the Tack Store Lady's version of events.... :winkgrin:

She's probably on some other BB ranting about this really annoying woman that came in to the store with some sketch of a cow and a super skinny horse! :lol: :lol

It would be funny if she posted here! :lol:

[asb2517]

And is this the horse you were looking for a saddle for?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9wh3kyMKJU

Hey, that's my bull er...horsie I mean! :lol:

[ReeseTheBeast]

I think a career in Human Resources would have suited her well. Fun patrolling is at the top of the job description, just after tight sphincter.

AHAHAHAHHAHAHA!

I just coughed my pizza onto my computer screen here at work!

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

[BuddyRoo]

:lol:

I would've been right there with you Lark. I would've been so completely stunned and curious about what else might be said that I would've continued answering.....a trainwreck worth watching for sure! I mean, look at all the comic relief (most) of us have gotten!

[ReeseTheBeast]

Quote SLC2:- you're all complaining the lady is rude, so that means that you all suddenly obtain a license to be RUDER? now there's some - WHACK!

holy $h!t, there goes the pizza.... again!

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

[LisaB]

Re:
TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it’s a horse.

TSL: Is this its withers?

Me: No, it’s her back just behind her withers, where the front of the saddle would fit.

TSL: How fat is she?

Ummm, about your size ...:D

[Phaxxton]

Hello, my dear friend Phaxxton is letting me use her name and computer to post MY version of the events that took place at the tack store at issue in this post. Contrary to popular belief, my name is SALLY, NOT "TSL" or "Stupid beyotch" but SALLY.

The following is a true and accurate, one-sided account of the alleged altertaction at my lovely, friendly, wonderful, perfect tack store.

SALLY: What’s this?

TSC (Tack Store Customer): It's my horse's back.

SALLY: Oh, a wither tracing, how lovely! It's so nice to have such responsible people come into the store, so they are sure they find just the right saddle.

TSC: It's not a wither tracing - it's actually right behind her withers. DUH!

SALLY: She looks to be pretty wide.

TSC: Wide, fat. Whatever you want to call her. She's a cow.

SALLY: Well mutton-withered is the PC term. (PC's all the rage these days.)

TSC: Well, then you're one mutton-withered little cow, aren't you?

<SALLY ignores TSC and noties a second drawing.>

SALLY: What’s this? You have two horses? HOW LOVELY!

Me: No, that's Phaxxton's husband. I lost a bet and now I have to find a saddle for him. (Who knew she would win Rolex on her 14.2h Arabian?)

SALLY: Oh... Um, okay... I'm not sure we have anything this narrow, but I'm happy to take a look... Are those his withers?

TSC: For the LAST FREAKIN' TIME lady - the tracings are right BEHIND the withers. DUH! And HELLO - freak show - he's a HUMAN - he doesn't HAVE withers.

SALLY: Right, well, he certainly looks like a lean healthy specimen to me.

TSC: Give me a break. He's emaciated.

SALLY: He hardly looks emaciated. I bet he's supermodel thin.

TSC: Supermodel thin, heroin chic, emaciated - whatever you want to call it, he's the size of something a cow - er, mutton withered cow - like you would eat for breakfast.

SALLY: I think you mean dessert, dear. (growl!)

TSC: (standing on the counter, threatening me with a dressage whip) Can you ring up my FREAKIN' ORDER? I swear, you working in customer service is like a mutton-withered, slab sided, good-for-nothing Arabian/Standardbred/Saddlebred/Percheron/Gypsy Vanner/zebra/barn cat cross with navicular, stifle issues, and hairballs trying to compete in the 2008 Olympics with a belly full of alfalfa and cane sugar. Your pals at COTH may THINK you have the capacity, but the reality is you S***!

***SMACK***

[Phaxxton]

Hello, my dear friend Phaxxton is letting me use her name and computer to post MY version of the events that took place at the tack store at issue in this post. Contrary to popular belief, my name is SALLY, NOT "TSL" or "Stupid beyotch" but SALLY.

The following is a true and accurate, one-sided account of the alleged altertaction at my lovely, friendly, wonderful, perfect tack store.

SALLY: What’s this?

TSC (Tack Store Customer): It's my horse's back.

SALLY: Oh, a wither tracing, how lovely! It's so nice to have such responsible people come into the store, so they are sure they find just the right saddle.

TSC: It's not a wither tracing - it's actually right behind her withers. DUH!

SALLY: She looks to be pretty wide.

TSC: Wide, fat. Whatever you want to call her. She's a cow.

SALLY: Well mutton-withered is the PC term. (PC's all the rage these days.)

TSC: Well, then you're one mutton-withered little cow, aren't you?

<SALLY ignores TSC and noties a second drawing.>

SALLY: What’s this? You have two horses? HOW LOVELY!

Me: No, that's Phaxxton's husband. I lost a bet and now I have to find a saddle for him. (Who knew she would win Rolex on her 14.2h Arabian?)

SALLY: Oh... Um, okay... I'm not sure we have anything this narrow, but I'm happy to take a look... Are those his withers?

TSC: For the LAST FREAKIN' TIME lady - the tracings are right BEHIND the withers. DUH! And HELLO - freak show - he's a HUMAN - he doesn't HAVE withers.

SALLY: Right, well, he certainly looks like a lean healthy specimen to me.

TSC: Give me a break. He's emaciated.

SALLY: He hardly looks emaciated. I bet he's supermodel thin.

TSC: Supermodel thin, heroin chic, emaciated - whatever you want to call it, he's the size of something a cow - er, mutton withered cow - like you would eat for breakfast.

SALLY: I think you mean dessert, dear. (growl!)

TSC: (standing on the counter, threatening me with a dressage whip) Can you ring up my FREAKIN' ORDER? I swear, you working in customer service is like a mutton-withered, slab sided, good-for-nothing Arabian/Standardbred/Saddlebred/Percheron/Gypsy Vanner/zebra/barn cat cross with navicular, stifle issues, and hairballs trying to compete in the 2008 Olympics with a belly full of alfalfa and cane sugar. Your pals at COTH may THINK you have the capacity, but the reality is you S***!

***SMACK***



Grandma! For the last time, you are NOT allowed to use my computer!! Get back in bed -- you're 8 months pregnant for chrissake! (And not nearly as funny as I AM!)

Sorry. I can't leave Grandma unattended these days!

[TripleRipple]

i would guess that there are many topics each of us knows nothing about, and says stupid things about all the time, without realizing it. maybe the difference is that most people are polite enough to just smile and ignore you.


IRONY ALERT! :eek::winkgrin:

hahahahahaha, no kidding.....that was a good one:)

I thought it safe to presume that the "tack store lady" had free choice and wanted to own a tack store. Which is a place to buy tack. Which I also figure would be best run by someone knowledgeable about tack, and the animals that wear said tack. What a burden to place on tack store owners, all that knowledge. I am horrified at my stupidity in making such an assumption. Really.

I guess I didn't think hard enough about this thread (probably due to my inappropriate laughter). Perhaps, just perhaps, this poor woman simply woke up one morning with a tack store in her name, and was just tried to make lemonade out of lemons. Or, otoh, if this is not the owner, then maybe, of all the jobs an equine-ignorant horse person could pick, this poor person picked a tack shop by mistake. For god's sake, would someone please have the humanity and bollocks to just tell it to her straight?

[Chester's Mom]

Grandma! For the last time, you are NOT allowed to use my computer!! Get back in bed -- you're 8 months pregnant for chrissake! (And not nearly as funny as I AM!)

Sorry. I can't leave Grandma unattended these days!

I am ROFLMAO, too too funny!!

[horse-loverz]

To illustrate Phaxton's wonderful commentary...

This is how i would have handled it:

TSL: What’s this, a cow?

Me: No, it's my grandmother.
_____________________________
_________________(__MOO_____)
___(__:winkgrin:____)____(_____/\_/\__)
___(__(\____)____(_____('oo')__)
___(__/\|_|_)____(_/(______)__)
______o_________(__||___||___)
_______o___________o
_______:)_______:confused:
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______./\_|_|____/\

TSL: Is this its withers?

Me: I don't know. I don't think old people have withers..

TSL: How fat is she?

Me: She's pregnant with septuplets. She's carrying them for my cousin who can't have children.
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____(___(__)\____)_____(_/(______)\_\>____)
____(___/_\_|_|_)______(__||___||\|/(.'\\|/_)
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________:rolleyes:>___________:confused:__o
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TSL: Well that’s one mutton-withered fat little horse you have there.

Me: You've met my sister? Wait, do we know each other?

<Tack store lady picks up the second drawing.>

TSL: What’s this?

Me: That’s my husband.

TSL: Is this his withers?

Me: Actually, I'm pretty sure men don't have withers.

_______________________________
____(__:)/''__)_________(____:)/__)
____(__|____)_________(_<:confused:_|___)
____(._/\___)_________(____/<_/\_)
_______o_________________o
_______;)_____________:eek:
_______|-___________/\-|
____.__/\__|___|_____._/\


TSL: Well, he’s emaciated!

Me: He’s not emaciated. He's gearing up for his audition for America's Next Top Male Model.

TSL: He’s emaciated!

Me: He is not emaciated. He is herion chic. There is a difference.

TSL: Any horse whose spine protrudes like that is emaciated!

Me: He is not emaciated. And please stop referring to my family as horses. I'm wont to get offended.

_____(___:cool:___)_____________(__:no:__)
_____(__<|>__)______________(__-):__)
_____(___/\__)______________(__/\__)
________o_____________________o
________:mad:/________________:o
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________/\___|____|________/\


TSL: You need to feed him and make him happy.

Me: I do make him happy. That's why I'm here shopping for crops and tall boots.

TSL: Well, could he use any more weight?

Me: No, we're not interested in an open marriage and if we were, you wouldn't be on the list of possibilities.

TSL: Well, then you need to feed him and make him happy.


___(__:yes:___:winkgrin:__)_________(__:)_________ :)__)
___(__|=_'\-|>__)_________(|/-U__ooo__~-|__)
___(__/\___/_\_)_________(|_|\\_|__|__._/\__)
________o_______________o
________:yes:____________:no:
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Me: He's plenty happy and well-fed. He even gives his leftovers to my grandmother, since she's eating for 8 these days.

TSL: Send him to me. I’ll make him gain weight. People see my horses and can’t believe how fat they are.

(__:D____:D_)_________________(________._:D__)
(__|-o__-(_)_)_________________(_(__)____/-|___)
(_./\__||_/\_)_________________(_/\__\:confused:/___/\__)

______:rolleyes:>_____________:yes:
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______/\__|__|_________/\


Me: I will not have you treating my husband like a horse.

TSL: You need to feed him alfalfa

Me: It gives him gas.

TSL (shaking head): I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear it.


__(___:uhoh:___)___________(__:)#_)
_(_*X/_____)___________(__|/__)
_(__/>_##__)__________(__/\__)
____o____________________o
_____:sigh:______________<:no:>
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Me: It's less the sound and more the smell... it's worse when he sleeps, which, with narcolepsy, he does quite often.

TSL: He has narcolepsy? You’re not riding him, are you?

Me: When did this turn so personal?

TSL: You’d better be careful. He’ll fall down when you’re riding him. Horses with narcolepsy don’t just fall asleep when they’re standing there. They’ll fall down when you’re riding them.

Me: This conversation is making me uncomfortable.


___(__________\:uhoh:_)__________(_____:cool:____)
__((:sleepy:(____)***_|_)___________(__:sleepy:__| ____)
__(|______|____/\_)___________(___//_<_\\_)

_________:uhoh:_____________\:eek:
________=|_______________|
________<\___|____|______/\

And that's where my conversation would have been over. :yes:

[Thomas_1]

VERY FUNNY! :winkgrin:

[Phaxxton]

horse-loverz -- I'm crying I'm laughing so hard right now. I LOVE IT! :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:

[LarkspurCO]

And is this the horse you were looking for a saddle for?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9wh3kyMKJU

No, I think that's her full brother. Hmmm....what saddle is he wearing?


Everyone says how bad it is to call a horse "fat" and "mutton withered".....
My horse IS fat and mutton withered..... but I LOFF him!!!!!!!

Well, I will secretly admit that my filly IS mutton-withered. But I see her as perfect and I will defend her honor until the end of time. Or until she grows some withers. Whichever comes first.

P.S. I had a feeling I would see some stick art come out of this. Hee hee hee.

[dressurpferd01]

slc's posts always remind of a great quote: "Arguing on the internet is like the special olympics, even if you win, you're still retarded."

[Rebe]

I'd love to hear the Tack Store Lady's version of events.... :winkgrin:

Oh. My. Gosh.

I just figured it out.

SLC is TSL - that explains so much! :eek:

[goeslikestink]

very funny

[Ghazzu]

guess what? because i don't agree with you about being rude - doesn't mean i'm nuts or a bad person. it means i disagree. that's all it means. i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on. and people ARE permitted to go on threads, and say that. :yes:

slc, people don't think you're nuts because you disagree about being rude...

[LarkspurCO]

TSL: How fat is she?

Ummm, about your size ...:D

And the award for most succinct retort goes to.... LisaB!

[Chief2]

Thomas1, I loved the youtube link. Great humor! :)

[Pat]

I *heart* caffienated!!

I'm feeling a little spoiled. These are just not things I'm usually subjected to at the local tack stores. I guess the bulk of the employees know me well enough that they know I don't need to have my hand held and will ask if I need help.

Sigh. I *do* now remember one incident, minor and silly. Not 'round here, in NY. I used to be a TSL, and went a'visitin' at the store. The intention was to be fitted for a skunk helmet (ugh) by the manager, but I missed him. The poor girl left behind was *completly* uninformed about the product lines they carried in the way of approved helmets, and at one point handed *me* a dealer catalog since she couldn't make heads or tails. I gave up and promised to return on another day. I just hope she hasn't sent out any kids with poorly fitted helmets. eek.

Atleast she was pleasant and didn't call my cow emaciated.

Hmmm. Then there was the genius Store Manager at the Agway. They had samples of several Blue Seal feeds in little tubs. You'd think that it meant they carried them, right? When I asked if they had "Hay Stretcher" in stock, SM tells me a flat NO, and in a tone that suggested that she had no plans to make it available either! HUH???

Oh, and the darling girl at my favorite Tack Store. Im on the phone with Lauren!, who just wanted to know if they carried a particular Charles Owens jockey skull cap. She lives over a hour from the store so when I go there, I usuallly call her to see if I should look for stuff she needs. They had the wrong jockey skull, but Darling TSG kept interupting my search to sell me the wrong one... Didn't matter if the wrong one doesn't come in long oval, which is what Lauren! needs. I think I scared her a little, which I didn't intend, but she just would.not.shut.up.

If you want mutton withers, I'll trace Fat Jessie for you! HMMM, Maverick has nice, sharp TB withers, I can trace him too!

I'm not sure where I would have slapped the TSL, but the OP let it go on faaaaaar longer than I would have. Opinions are one thing, but to offer to take on a stranger's horse because you think it's emaciated based on a wither tracing?? That's not ignorance thats just plain obnoxious!! If you haven't told the manager/owner yet, you should!

[chism]

I can't imagine how anyone could have NOT been ticked off after a conversation like that. I would never even made it to discussing the tracing of the second horse. Oncer she called the first horse fat & mutton withered, I would have said something like "Seriously?! This sales approach works for you?!" and left. I would not patronize a business like this again either. This "Sally" person was not only unhelpful, but she was downright offensive. At the very least, I would send a letter or email to the tack shop owner relaying your experience. Employees like that harm a business by chasing away good customers, and a good business owner will take steps to remedy that pronto. Consider it community service. :)

Jswan - Clever girl. Now I have to clean coffee off my keyboard. ;)

[AnotherRound]

QUOTE=slc: "guess what? because i don't agree with you about being rude - doesn't mean i'm nuts or a bad person. it means i disagree. that's all it means. i think it's a very lame thing to waste time on. and people ARE permitted- WHACK!

:cool:

[Thomas_1]

I've just remembered something that happened with regard to me and mine.

Daughter (aged 19 then) went into Boots Branch to collect photos (olden days before digital cameras!).

Daughter: Passes over the receipt slip and waits

Assistant vanishes to far side of the store .... and daughter waits.... and waits and waits.

Assistant comes back with Store Manager who says to daughter

"can I have a word with you in private" and takes her off to the office

Manager: "Are these your photos?"

Daughter: "yes"

M: Are those your horses.

D: yes

M: Is this your address? (points to receipt)

D: yes

M: How old are you?

D: 19

M: Ah so an adult (18 here). OK so I need to tell you that we're going to report you for cruelty.

D: Hey! Why

M: There's photos of a starving dying horse and it needs investigated.

D: No way. Where

M: Gets out snaps and sorts through them and shows her the print.

D: Erm .... its a new born foal!

Whoops :winkgrin:

[eqsiu]

Mr.Target guy (on seeing me approach), "Well perhaps your Mom would be interested?"

Ex Mr T. (to Mr.Target guy on realizing I had heard THAT nugget) "Er, walk away man, just walk away...NOW"



Ooo! That sounds like all the times I run into people, introduce myself and then hear that they saw me the other day with my father.

Me: "Um, that was my father's wife. Not me."

[Pat]

Thomas, theres a comic here that says "You can't fix stupid". I would have absolutely let that moron have it. LOUDLY and with various hand gestures.

Tiempo: I was once confused for a friend's mom. Not to say it wasn't biologically possible, but I think I would have been having her at age 13. All I could think was PULEEESE don't tell my I look old enough to be her mom!!!

[AnotherRound]

Thomas:

I think I would have looked at the lady, and then a slow smile might have spread and I would have grabbed my snaps out of her hand and said quietly, "You do that. I think you should go right ahead," and left the store. Let the animal control come on out to the farm and see the new baby. Maybe even have given the hag the newborn picture for her very own keepsake. Let her show it around to all her friends, too. See how long it took for someone to point it out to her its a newborn foal.

Clueless do-gooder.

[Thomas_1]

Well my daughter just calmy and politely explained that it was a new born foal and came home and we all had a good laugh about it.

To be fair we didn't take offence at all and just found it slighly amusing and to be honest we'd rather someone err on the side of being concerned than deciding to stick their head in the sand and ignore what they thought might be an issue.

And some time later I'll dig out a photo of said foal so you can see what a pathetic little F ugly scrap he was.

[trubandloki]

To be fair we didn't take offence at all and just found it slighly amusing and to be honest we'd rather someone err on the side of being concerned than deciding to stick their head in the sand and ignore what they thought might be an issue.


Oh I agree. What is funny about your story is - who in their right mind would take photos of their dying skinny horse? Really? Do you really want to document your own animal abuse?

[Rebe]

This reminds me of the thread on all the reasons why we put flymasks on our horses, and the nice people that are sure we are abusing them by blindfolding them... :D

[Nootka]

No, I think she's saying Phaxxton's heroin chic husband is lame - he probably foundered from the heroin.


LMAO:lol:

[HappyHoppingHaffy]

Well, I had a slightly different take:

In response to question #1, What's this, a cow?

A: Yes, a 3 yo Holstein, actually. She's going very well western and I'm starting to look for an English saddle that will fit her, so I can start her over fences. I've already built a panel that is crescent-shaped. You know, like the moon.:)

:yes::lol::D Absolutely would have done the same!!!

[Thomas_1]

Oh I agree. What is funny about your story is - who in their right mind would take photos of their dying skinny horse? Really? Do you really want to document your own animal abuse? Well I've seen a mass of photos of horses in pitiful condition and proudly displayed by their owners....... try Craigslist and you'll even see grossly emaciated and neglected horses for sale from time to time :yes:

[Coreene]

Please tell me that someone has faxed this to the tack store's owner. :yes:

[trubandloki]

Well I've seen a mass of photos of horses in pitiful condition and proudly displayed by their owners....... try Craigslist and you'll even see grossly emaciated and neglected horses for sale from time to time :yes:

Well, when you put it that way..... You are so very right. I guess I was trying too hard to think like a rational person, hu?

[citydog]

Clueless do-gooder.

Are you saying a "do-gooder" is a bad thing? :confused:

Good for them for at least caring enough to try to do something, even if they didn't really understand what they were looking at--realistically, most of the world *wouldn't* know it was a newborn. I don't know why anyone would expect them to.

Anyway... TSL reminds me of a woman who worked at a big chain drug store near where I used to live. A woman in front of me was buying nicotine patches *and* cigarettes (yes, odd combo, but whatever). DSL (drug store lady) proceeded to enthusiastically endeavor to dissuade the lady from buying the cigs, and refused to hand the woman her change *or* her money back when the woman declared she had enough. Cig-buying woman was way nicer than I would have been, but eventually I had to but in (it was making me late, and it was absurd, even though I'm as anti-cigarette as can be, and this happened right after my grandma died from smoking-induced hell) to tell DSL that it just wasn't her place to be dispensing health advice. DSL started wailing, "Is it a crime that I caaaaaaaaare about people? It's a crime to caaaaaaaaaaare, now?!"

Nutjob.

I was trying on helmets at my local this weekend, and there was a new young girl (I find it hard to believe was was 16, but she must be) working there. My old Tipp helmet is due for replacement, and I thought one of the IRH skunky things might be good for winter, so I was trying those on. Just didn't fit my head right. She tried to tell me it was just because it was a different style, and they were *supposed* to fit all loose and perched on top of my head like that. (GPAs fit great, mind, but I'm not spending that much when the Tipp fits the best.) Had no clue about the different models or styles, but acted as though se were an endless font of helmet knowledge. Have to tell the manager that she really shouldn't be selling helmets (rest of the staff is *awesome*).

[J Swan]

[quote=citydog;2718974DSL started wailing, "Is it a crime that I caaaaaaaaare about people? It's a crime to caaaaaaaaaaare, now?!"
[/quote]

Oh my oh my oh my.


When I was truck shopping, I would test the knowledge of salespeople by telling them I wanted a truck that would tow 10,000lbs. Within two seconds I could tell if the salesperson was ignorant or not.

That is, until I got into a fight in the Dodge showroom. The lady showed me to a Dodge Dakota. I said - oh no - that doesn't tow 10,000lbs; can I see your full size truck selection, please?

Oh yes it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

Oh YES it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

OH YES it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

OH YES IT DOES IT DOES I WORK HERE I SHOULD KNOW. lalalalalalala

I bought a Chevy.

[Tory Relic]

Oh my oh my oh my.


When I was truck shopping, I would test the knowledge of salespeople by telling them I wanted a truck that would tow 10,000lbs. Within two seconds I could tell if the salesperson was ignorant or not.

That is, until I got into a fight in the Dodge showroom. The lady showed me to a Dodge Dakota. I said - oh no - that doesn't tow 10,000lbs; can I see your full size truck selection, please?

Oh yes it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

Oh YES it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

OH YES it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

OH YES IT DOES IT DOES I WORK HERE I SHOULD KNOW. lalalalalalala

I bought a Chevy.

Doubly stupid. Last time I looked, the bigger the truck, the more it costs, and the bigger the commission.....

[J Swan]

Yeah - I never did figure that one out. I wonder if it was just a case of being stubborn?

Maybe that is the case of the TSL too. Sometimes a person just keeps digging themselves in deeper but can't stop. Maybe figuring that if they keep going, eventually they'll say something the other person agrees with and they can change subjects!:D

[goeslikestink]

I've just remembered something that happened with regard to me and mine.

Daughter (aged 19 then) went into Boots Branch to collect photos (olden days before digital cameras!).

Daughter: Passes over the receipt slip and waits

Assistant vanishes to far side of the store .... and daughter waits.... and waits and waits.

Assistant comes back with Store Manager who says to daughter

"can I have a word with you in private" and takes her off to the office

Manager: "Are these your photos?"

Daughter: "yes"

M: Are those your horses.

D: yes

M: Is this your address? (points to receipt)

D: yes

M: How old are you?

D: 19

M: Ah so an adult (18 here). OK so I need to tell you that we're going to report you for cruelty.

D: Hey! Why

M: There's photos of a starving dying horse and it needs investigated.

D: No way. Where

M: Gets out snaps and sorts through them and shows her the print.

D: Erm .... its a new born foal!

Whoops :winkgrin:



haha thomas i giggled so much

[goeslikestink]

Oh my oh my oh my.


When I was truck shopping, I would test the knowledge of salespeople by telling them I wanted a truck that would tow 10,000lbs. Within two seconds I could tell if the salesperson was ignorant or not.

That is, until I got into a fight in the Dodge showroom. The lady showed me to a Dodge Dakota. I said - oh no - that doesn't tow 10,000lbs; can I see your full size truck selection, please?

Oh yes it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

Oh YES it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

OH YES it does.

Oh no it doesn't.

OH YES IT DOES IT DOES I WORK HERE I SHOULD KNOW. lalalalalalala

I bought a Chevy.


this reminds me when i was buying my 4x4 for towing i had alook at all vechilces then and this was before the new law came out under dvla
and casue hubby wanted to use it as well as people carrier for taking the judo kids to competitions as well

we went into all sort of dealers and i ask can it tow yes they said
can it tow a horse box yes
they said
anything thats caravan or camper box trailer

[Briggsie]

from the moment she opened her pressumptous mouth.



sounds like she also has a second job....Minding everyone else's business