Cutting Cattle and Shooting Horses
Author: Canoncowgirl // Category: insanity, photo babel, why I'm not allowed to have sharp objects
My family has no idea what I'm talking about most of the time. Between being a horse person and a photographer my everyday conversations may as well be another language. Take for example just this weekend.
I had a photo session with a lovely woman who's husband trains cutting horses. She told me I should forget about the rodeo boys and check out cutters cause they know how to ride in style. I'm a big fan of riding and style so I was very interested in the idea. This conversation soon followed:
Me: I'm going to get hooked up with a cutter!
Cousin (thinking I'm now into emo kids with low self esteem and access to razor blades): Why would you want any part of that kind of violence?
Me: WTF is wrong with cutting cattle?
Cousin: They cut COWS too?? What kind of sick freaks do you hang out with?
and at this point I'm like: You can take your Animal Rights bullshit and shove it up your ass!!
We're still not talking to each other and neither of us is positive why.
Then there's the issue of photo babel. I'll go off on technical spiel and not even realize it until I look up and see the glazed expression on my family members face. The worst was recently when they overheard a conversation I was having with another photographer:
Other Photographer: So what do you like to shoot?
Me: Horses mostly. I'll shoot cats and dogs just for fun, but mostly I'm shooting horses. You?
Other Photographer: I'm all about shooting kids.
Family: <::::FEAR::::>
So when I say "my family has no idea what I'm talking about" I really mean "my family thinks I'm violently insane". And to add insult to missunderstanding they've taken away all sharp objects or anthing they think I could use as a weapon. I have to cut things with those damn plastic donkey scizzors. Thats the last time I talk to them about my interests.
PS Is "emo kids with low self esteem" redundant?
PPS Just to show them, I'm whittling the donkey scizzors into a shank.
I had a photo session with a lovely woman who's husband trains cutting horses. She told me I should forget about the rodeo boys and check out cutters cause they know how to ride in style. I'm a big fan of riding and style so I was very interested in the idea. This conversation soon followed:
Me: I'm going to get hooked up with a cutter!
Cousin (thinking I'm now into emo kids with low self esteem and access to razor blades): Why would you want any part of that kind of violence?
Me: WTF is wrong with cutting cattle?
Cousin: They cut COWS too?? What kind of sick freaks do you hang out with?
and at this point I'm like: You can take your Animal Rights bullshit and shove it up your ass!!
We're still not talking to each other and neither of us is positive why.
Then there's the issue of photo babel. I'll go off on technical spiel and not even realize it until I look up and see the glazed expression on my family members face. The worst was recently when they overheard a conversation I was having with another photographer:
Other Photographer: So what do you like to shoot?
Me: Horses mostly. I'll shoot cats and dogs just for fun, but mostly I'm shooting horses. You?
Other Photographer: I'm all about shooting kids.
Family: <::::FEAR::::>
So when I say "my family has no idea what I'm talking about" I really mean "my family thinks I'm violently insane". And to add insult to missunderstanding they've taken away all sharp objects or anthing they think I could use as a weapon. I have to cut things with those damn plastic donkey scizzors. Thats the last time I talk to them about my interests.
PS Is "emo kids with low self esteem" redundant?
PPS Just to show them, I'm whittling the donkey scizzors into a shank.
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