I used to own a nasty witch of a QH. I went out to ride her, it so happened that a very high level trainer was giving a lesson next door to where I board, my QH decided to show off for her new audience, bolted when I went to mount her and dumped me. Trainer yells over to see if I'm okay. Yup... just fine. Try again, I get on and off she bolts, dead gallop round and round the arena while bucking and these are not small nor medium bucks, this is a horse that wants me OFF, I'm 100% focused on making sure I stay on and don't realize I now have the high level trainer, her student and every last neighbor in a 50 mile radius all white-faced and staring. Witch finally gets tired and I slide off, throw her in the cross ties and go to find my trainer.
The high-end trainer has now abandoned her lesson, sends all the neighbors to find my trainer and make sure I'm ok. Yeah, I'm fine, my trainer works the snot out of my horse, gets me back on (while the world watches of course) and convinces me to get rid of the witch.
My trainer has a baby a year later, calls me up and says she's made arrangements for me to take lessons with another trainer.... yup, the one that watched my lovely rodeo ride. So I am thinking ok, it's been a year, I own a different horse that looks absolutely nothing like my last one, surely she won't remember, right? Nope! Not only does she remember, she tells every single person that she meets all about how impressed she is with how well I can ride a buck.
We trailered my horse to an indoor arena this week, the owner is talking to my trainer, My horse and I are doing extremely well, he'd just done a lovely half pass, does she mention that? Oh no, tells them all about how I can ride the "biggest bucks she'd ever seen" and in a dressage saddle no less!!