Meanwhile, at the Restaurant: The Allergy

I worked at a restaurant in Texas that is verrrrrry popular with out-of-town visitors, and when it was rodeo season we had a constant stream of riders and performers coming through our dining room.  Sometimes, the rodeo folks would generate a pervasive odor of hay and sundry rodeo dirt.  It wasn't like they were doing anything malicious; they were just around hay and dirt and livestock all the time.  And it wasn't a particularly bad smell, but had plenty of potential to impact its surroundings.  Kind of like when this happened......and move she did, to New York City.  Because I will never in my life say anything more honest than this: if you're allergic to cowboys, darlin', Texas ain't the place for you.