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well the fall-out happened this morning at 7.55am. janet bitch-face matyzec rang up not only accusing me of starving raj but also of stealing her feed. i don't remember the last time that i saw anyone let alone up-herself janet eating pony pellets.
anyway mum and i went down to try and talk to her (which was completely pointless) and the abuse started flying, in her rich, snooty, tactical own way of course.
I am, apparently, am not educated, i have an attitude problem which i've gotten from mum, mum herself is not approachable and never listens, neither of us can accept 'advice' oh and finally janet and her snobbed up husband alex (who stood with his glasses falling off his abnormally large nose with his chest up and gut sticking out and who spoke very quietly without changing his tone) stated that they were sorry about 'caring' for the horse that i am incapable of looking after myself.
anywho now i finally get to move raj, which i've been wanting to do for years from the dump of a property they call 'Summit Hill' or something rich and ponsy like that (in case you were wondering they live on huon road at bus stop 20. avoid them at all costs and i wouldn't go near his pharmacy either. i think it's the one on macquarie street). mum has never actually realised till today what a bitch janet is and is finally agreeing to help find somewhere else to put him. she took her bloody time. i've been unhappy with him being at the matyzecs since day 1. they're snobs, their paddocks are a disgrace + i wasn't allowed to do anything myself without their approval (like it had anything to do with them anyway).
anyway i'm so looking forward to never seeing either of them again.
anyway mum and i went down to try and talk to her (which was completely pointless) and the abuse started flying, in her rich, snooty, tactical own way of course.
I am, apparently, am not educated, i have an attitude problem which i've gotten from mum, mum herself is not approachable and never listens, neither of us can accept 'advice' oh and finally janet and her snobbed up husband alex (who stood with his glasses falling off his abnormally large nose with his chest up and gut sticking out and who spoke very quietly without changing his tone) stated that they were sorry about 'caring' for the horse that i am incapable of looking after myself.
anywho now i finally get to move raj, which i've been wanting to do for years from the dump of a property they call 'Summit Hill' or something rich and ponsy like that (in case you were wondering they live on huon road at bus stop 20. avoid them at all costs and i wouldn't go near his pharmacy either. i think it's the one on macquarie street). mum has never actually realised till today what a bitch janet is and is finally agreeing to help find somewhere else to put him. she took her bloody time. i've been unhappy with him being at the matyzecs since day 1. they're snobs, their paddocks are a disgrace + i wasn't allowed to do anything myself without their approval (like it had anything to do with them anyway).
anyway i'm so looking forward to never seeing either of them again.