I actually have surprisingly few pet peeves when it comes to horses.
But I was at one barn that drove me up the wall, apparently I'm a terrible horse owner noob who knows nothing because I was taking lessons and my horse was/sometimes still incredibly difficult to handle. Yes I'm taking a riding lesson at a walk on a beginner safe horse, no that doesn't make me less qualified to ride my green mare. It means I'm taking the time after a long riding hiatus to make sure I have my timing down pat to not mess up my greenie when she got back from the trainers.
And people who tell me to discipline my horse when she spooks. Long story there. Just so frustrating. After 7 years of having my spooky, nervous wreck of a mare, I think I know how she best reacts to stuff.
Also people saying I'm unfair to her. I don't like my horse calling out to others. So I will work her if she calls out. Please don't glare at me because she "is just talking with her friend".
But my biggest pet peeve: parents who favour one child, even without meaning too. *rant alert*
I happen to be dating the "unfavoured" one. Who is taken advantage of by the family, had to take loans from my parents to make ends meet and had to turn his back on what he actually wanted to do with his life for 4 years and still counting because he couldn't afford to go to school. All with a smile on his face. We are even saving up to fly out east with his mom so she can visit family. She doesn't know this yet, we plan on surprising her with the ticket.
While his sister has her rent paid, her school paid, her phone, car insurance, groceries and liquor/shopping expenses paid. All while whining that she is being ripped off and broke and her parents are mean to her.
The worst is when the parents try to defend their choice and then say my parents are bad because they don't pay for me to go to school. No, they don't pay for my school, but they have bailed me and THEIR son out. Say when his truck died for good. Who gave him the money to replace it? Or when his dad went on a cleaning rampage and was going to sell his old muscle car out from underneath him my dad took it in and now stores it for him, even supplies the gas for it and for him to drive out there and look after it, which he is allowed to do in my dad's shop. Of course we are both really thankful and have done a fair amount of work in return.
I'm going to lose it on his parents before he does. I'm just waiting for when we start planning our wedding and she thinks she gets to be a bridesmaid. Not happening.
It feels nice to vent