Rodeos ~
I Seriously hate rodeos… they are cruel to animals
To make a horse and bull buck like they do, they tie up their genitals. That’s what the rope on the rump is for. Once the rider is gone the rodeo people run up and pull the string and release their genitals. While the clown tries to make the animal chase them, in the right direction so the extras can get the rope. It’s messed up,
I’d be seriously pissed off if someone did that to any of my girlie bits.
And that is how I’ve felt seeing my first rodeo back in my teens. So it was seriously hilarious to me when I was working as crowd control security in my early 20’s. One of the first few events we did was the rodeo here in town. My boss got on the radio and told me to guard the side door and to make sure none of the rodeo hating groups get let in. I told him I’d be fine with that and all the while I was thinking… You left the wolf guarding the hen house to make sure no wolves got in. My best friend at the time verbally told my boss he’d check on me and see if I might need some help. There are two reasons he asked...
First, I weighed about 110 pounds soaking wet and nobody ever believed I could harm them. It was the blonde hair I had at the time, I swear! lol
The second, and the most important reason. My best friend was well aware of my distaste for rodeos. I’d be more than willing to take a quick bathroom break when the animal rights activists showed up. And ‘accidentally’ let them show up while I’m in the bathroom, thereby allowing them to go protest or whatever they wanted to go do.
Was just watching Twisters and the rodeo scene showed up and made me remember that little gem from somewhere in my mind. Random things trigger memories that I didn’t realize I had. Where is the computer knowledge and programming item that’ll bring all of that back? Probably buried deep… it was becoming more stressful and maybe it helped my ‘incident’ happen. 🤷🏻♀️ nobody knows