Spinning off from Eponacowgirl's
Have you Ever wanted to Do This.
I say, Has this ever happened to you!
I work at a Feed Store. And it was a normal day. We have the normal tack and horsie essentials.
A gentleman walked in. A hefty older gentleman, but very polite and talkative. Though sometimes you can never tell. He just didn't seem horsie. Perhaps his daughter rode. But I greeted him, and continued folding flyers we were sending to customers.
After a while of browsing through the Horse section he stopped on the crops. And seemed to be having trouble finding what he needed. He was holding a pink bat . And that clued me in... he must have a child that rode.
I of course asked him. " Can I help you with anything"
He replied " Do you have this in black, and you know the crops with the hands on the end"
I laughed. " Yes sir we can order it. But the pink is cute too. We do have that with the hand. "
" No , I need the black... has to be black. "
I smile " Of course, we can order it. Or are you in need of it now. Have a certified show comnig up. Or does the barn require certain colors. " I said as he smiled slapping the stick against his hand. " No.. No shows, I needed it for tonight. But could you order me one like that. And one longer, one with a little more sting. "
I Raise a eyebrow but nod. " yes we can. What event are you going to. "
" No Event. I like to uh... play"
Needless to say I turned and ran, we ordered it. But I guess he found one with cat tails at his local "store"
Any Stories like that.
I am sick, and sitting in the store... bored.
Let's have some good laughs!
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I worked in a tack store that also sold vaccines, for horses as well as dogs and cats. And, of course, in order to inject vaccines, you need needles and syringes. And in order to inject into small animals, like cats, you need very small needles... which apparently are also the type preferred for *other* injecting activities, as they apparently hurt less and leave less of a mark.
While the majority of our customers seemed quite legit, buying vaccines WITH the syringes, we occasionally got some REALLY shifty characters who needed just the needles and syringes... "for their dogs." Riiiiiiiiiight.
State law required that we record the driver's license number of everyone purchasing syringes of that size, but of course nobody ever looked at our records, or cared. Not that we really did, either - if they're going to use, at least this way they're getting sterile needles, right?
Still a shocker to little old teenaged me when I started working there!
Yes, that has happened to me too. I traveled with some friends and spotted a warehouse sized tack shop (with other pet stuff) and talked them into stopping for me to browse. My non horsey buddy went RIGHT TO the hand shaped crops, picked one out & bought it.
And I gather all the discarded needles & syringes I can because I'm a furniture restorer and nothing injects glue into a cracked joint as well as a big needle. But I definitely get the "looks" from my vet and barnmates.
We were in a local tack store several years ago, when I had just started riding, and my parents were your typical new horsey parents. I was looking at who knows what, and my dad was aimlessly looking around at stuff, picking it up, examining...just hanging out. He picked up a white handled dressage whip (IIRC, that's what we had gone to buy), and the tack store lady freaked out. Comes running over, grabs it from my dad, puts it back and says "I'm sorry, you can't hold that unless you're going to buy it. I know it's fun for you guys, but the other men who chase their wives around the store with my whips get the white handles all dirty". Now, if you knew this woman, and you knew my dad, you'd understand just how stupid a comment that was.... And my poor dad Talk about uncomfortable
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A friend of mine needed to have her western saddle repaired, but lacked the time to get it into the repair store. So, her elderly father-in-law volunteered to take it in for her. Off to the store he goes, enters the shop and hands the saddle over to the shop owner, who takes it into the back room to look it over for the repair estimate. FIL is left standing there for quite a bit of time, starts to look around, and realizes that while everything IS leather in the store, and there are whips, crops and other sundries hanging off the walls, NONE of it relates at all to equestrian enterprises. He left the store in shock without the quote, and returned to the barn babbling. His DIL had to call in, get the quote and okay the job.
They did do a real nice job fixing the saddle though.
Perhaps I should tell you about the drop-dead gorgeous, mini-skirted, long hair blonde who lived in a neighboring home, drove a red convertible, had a closet filled with all sorts of these things, and turned out to be a guy?? What a jaw-dropper THAT was! LOL!
OK, this is a little off topic, but I have to share. One night I stopped in the grocery store late to pick up milk. There was only one other customer in there. I ran into him in the aisles a couple of times, and then got in the checkout right behind him. He only had two things... a long cuccumber and a can of Redi-Whip. After he left, I asked the clerk how she kept a straight face through that one, and she said that wasn't the funniest combination she'd ever seen.
He only had two things... a long cuccumber and a can of Redi-Whip. After he left, I asked the clerk how she kept a straight face through that one, and she said that wasn't the funniest combination she'd ever seen.