Walmart is on my way home, so I often shop after the barn. One time I was in the checkout line. I'm obviously horsified- wearing breeches, boots, and a red/black plaid horrifying ugly barn coat. I have hay in my hair, and overall it's obvious I'm country. So there is a woman in front of me checking out, and a guy behind me, impatiently waiting. He kept doing the "shopping cart creep" where they just keep moving their cart closer and closer to you, even though you can't go any faster since you're just waiting in line. I was being respectful of the woman in front of me and giving her space, since I know I have a smell radius. Well, the man behind me kept creeping, until he hit the smell radius. I was watching him out of the corner of my eye, and the expression on his face was priceless. He settled down and waited impatiently at a much more respectful distance
I go places like the grocery store or gas station on my way home from the barn. There simply aren't enough hours in the day to do everything I need to do, let alone change clothes so I don't chance offending a few folks. I've honestly never really had much of an issue with it until I moved to the next town over recently. I've never gotten SO many dirty looks from people in the grocery store before for wearing my breeches! And the funniest part is, these people were dressed even WORSE than me (threadbare PJ bottoms on 50+ year old women, a guy in blue windpants with the white stripes down the sides paired with shiny dress shoes, etc). I don't care what others wear in public, but I did find it amusing they were giving me such obviously horrible looks when they weren't exactly dressed up themselves!
I forgot about the grocery store manager. I have horses at home and some boarded a few miles away. There is a grocery store in between. I have a HUGE personal space bubble. HUGE doesn't even cover it. I was in line and I felt something in my hair. The store manager, MANAGER, was pulling hay out of my hair. I didn't give a hoot about the hay in my hair. I was completely skeeved out by the manager touching me. GROSSSSSSS
Of Course. I try not to have fresh manure on my shoes / boots though.
Once I had been bitten by a particularly mean horse. After a couple people at the barn packed me in ice, doused me in some sort of iodine to clean the wound and wrapped me up as best they could with horsie first aid stuff, I really needed a glass of wine, so stopped at the liquor store on my way home.
In hindsight, I'm surprised they served me - I had spent 30 minutes alternately in tears, in shock and hyperventilating. There was dried blood, torn T-shirt ... I can only imagine what I looked like.
I do farrier work as well as farm for a living. I'm way past caring how dirty I am. I often run errands while I'm out trimming and you can get pretty dirty hanging on to horses legs. I simply ignore any odd looks and generally I don't get that many...not that I notice.
If I didn't go out smelling like a horse, like diesel, like whatever...I'd never go out, LOL!
No way am I showering and changing to run an errand or go get gas or grab a coffee. I'd never get anywhere and would only be "stinky" again within minutes of getting home.
However I live in a pretty agricultural area for CT. My town doesn't have stores really (or a post office, streetlights, etc) so I go one town over and that's all dairy farms. So they "smell' worse than me, LOL!
You jump in the saddle,
Hold onto the bridle!
Jump in the line!
Yes, all the time. The barn I ride at is near a lot of shopping so I sometimes pick up things on the way back. My dentist is up that way too, so an eleven 'o clock appointment is perfect timing to ride in the 9:00 lesson before. I work there in the summer too (camp) and I often stop at Starbucks on the way home.
Took my boyfriend out to the barn and we went out to lunch after, tall boots and all. Asked him if he was embarrassed. Said I looked too hot to be embarrassed.
Oh this reminded me of the time my daughter and I were in Krogers,having come from the barn! We're back by the meat counter and the lady next to us was picking up a pkg. of hamburg,then sniffing and put it back down,pick up another sniff and put it back down.Well.I'm 1 to crack open the gallon milk jug and smell it,so I didn't think too much of it.It dawned on me that we had come from the barn,so I just thought,oh she must smell horse! I say"Mam,that's just horse-" She threw the package down and left quickly to ring the meat counters' bell that's when we realized she thought I meant horse meat!!
To me, it falls under the category of "work dirt". There is nothing wrong with "work dirt" at the grocery store or on any other everyday errand.
Just as I would not expect an auto mechanic, asphalt/road worker, construction worker, chef or line cook etc.. to go home to shower before doing what they need to do on the way home, someone coming from the barn is sporting "work dirt"... It, and the smells, associated with all smelly occupations, are exempt.