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a) that sounds like an awesome job.
b) you did right making sure that you rode Asshole Horse.
c) Knowing that people keep asshole horses on purpose kinda drives me, in the same way as when people keep asshole dogs when there are perfectly decent dogs being put down. I've seen a bunch of unwanted standardbred racehorses that would have made perfectly fine riding horses. Breeding for temperament needs to be emphasized more.
Yeah this dude was just naturally ornery. But once you earned his respect he was awesome. Since I rode him every day, he and I developed a real bond. I could steer him with my knees, and he often knew what I wanted to do before I consciously communicated it with him. I also knew what he didn't want to do and would go out of the way to keep him happy.
It was a fun job. It was definitely hard work, and under-paid, but it was satisfying in a way that few jobs are. It was perfect for summer employment as a young man, since it included room and board, in addition to the meager wages.
I gotta say, that sounds pretty decent to me. Forging a mutually beneficial working relationship with a smart horse is something most people will never do. Kudos to you for it.