My Summer Intern from TA&M started Monday and quit Friday at lunch. Seems I'm living too far in the past.
On Monday Jason was told he needed to buy a belt to keep his pants around his waist, because our customers, the livestock or I wanted to know or cared to know what color boxers he was wearing, then sent him out to the barn to muck stalls.
He continued to show up with his pants damned near falling off and I continued to send him to the barn. Yesterday morning he complained all he was learning was how to shovel horseshit. I told him having clean stalls for our patients was an important part of their healing process, and as long as he continued to wear his pants around his ankles that's all he was ever going to do.
When he went to lunch, he told me he didn't think it was going to work out between us because I was living 50 years in the past.
In Jasons defense my barn hasn't been this clean since the day I built it in 1996.
On Monday Jason was told he needed to buy a belt to keep his pants around his waist, because our customers, the livestock or I wanted to know or cared to know what color boxers he was wearing, then sent him out to the barn to muck stalls.
He continued to show up with his pants damned near falling off and I continued to send him to the barn. Yesterday morning he complained all he was learning was how to shovel horseshit. I told him having clean stalls for our patients was an important part of their healing process, and as long as he continued to wear his pants around his ankles that's all he was ever going to do.
When he went to lunch, he told me he didn't think it was going to work out between us because I was living 50 years in the past.
In Jasons defense my barn hasn't been this clean since the day I built it in 1996.









