I am NOT moving yards at all now, A friend of mine is at the yard I was moving to, and mentioned that they where desperate for staff, So I went and had a chat with the guy that rents the yard and started working for them on saturday last week. First day went as well as any first day in a job can, just as we where leaving on sat eve the YM says to me, I wont be in tomorrow so you'll be on your own OK! erm what?! Sunday morning arrives, I get to yard at 7.45 as agreed and crack on with feeding round, abput half an hour later a livery appears and offers to help me do the turning out, awesome I think. well 11 o'clock roles around and I'm still mucking out and will not be finished by 12 for lunch due to the beds in the bottom barn stables being flooded from the storm and all needing replacing. so I motor on as best I can , I manage to get done by 1.30pm so go home for lunch, then I get a phone call to say Winnie doesn't look well and I best get to the yard, she now 3 weeks late for foaling so it was a made panic, Get to the yard and she's not a happy ponio, ring vet who says watch her carefully as it looks like baby is on way and NOT to leave her. so I rang YM to say I couldn't go back in to work, no worries she says hope ur mare is ok. I stayed in my lorry over night, did hourly checks on winster and NO FOAL!! Drag myself into work monday morning, all ok shattered nut get on with things, I put win out in the sick paddock on my lunch break with the oap pony for company, back to work, all fine, about 5pm ish i get a text from a girl at my yard to say that when she got her ponies in the attacked Winnie!! some interfering idiot had moved her into the normal field, I was FUMING!! Tuesday roles around I get to work at 7.30am as asked to find the yard manger has once again taken a day off!! her useless sister in law turns up to help and promplty gives me all the difficult horses to do and tells me that a 13hh pony is a TB!! yeah ok love. anyway I worked from 8.45 till 6.30pm with NO BREAK!! not happy! wednesday morning i wake up to find one of my blisters oozing yucky green gunge so I ring work to say I have got to go to the Dr's and I'd in after, again no worries she says. anway doc sends me to A&E to have the yuck drained out and sorted, hosp tells me I can't walk on it for 48hrs for it to settle down, ok so tell work and they are ok. Whist at home thinking, my mum says to me that its not on the way she has been treating me and I should speak to her about it, So I call her and say either she we get things better organised and another full time member of staff so neither of us are ever left to do the yard alone or I'm not coming back, her reply, Don't bother coming back!! and oh yes you won't be getting paid for the days you have worked!!! WTF no chance love. In other news Winnie has still NOT foaled!!
Told you it was long!!