So, what was the story of your very first SC? Mine would be an SC who I delivered papers to, on my very first job as a papergirl. The SC owned a horrible miniature Yorkie which looked and acted like a plague rat, cept for the colour.* Most of the time, it would be hurling itself against the window barking at me when I pushed the paper thru its owner's door. One day, however, for some inexplicable reason, the SC decided to let the plague rat out the door just as I was walking up the path.
Note: I am thirteen years old, and this idiot thinks that it's funny to set her nasty dog on me.
It ran up and sank its teeth into my ankle; I reflexively kicked out and sent it hurtling into the air. It hit the ground, yelped and ran back inside. The owner then started shouting at me cuz I'd kicked her little precious. I shouted back that she should shut up, cuz if I went and told the police, the plague rat would be destroyed. She shut up but said she was going to complain. I just shoved her paper at her and walked away.
She did complain, but my boss at the time ignored her complaint cuz of the small fact that she'd set her vicious dog on me and it bit me before I kicked it. I told my parents, and my mother went round there and gave her an earbashing. Funnily enough, I never heard the plague rat again the next time I delivered the SC's paper.
*I have nothing against miniature Yorkies, just the ones who are spoiled and badly trained.
Note: I am thirteen years old, and this idiot thinks that it's funny to set her nasty dog on me.

She did complain, but my boss at the time ignored her complaint cuz of the small fact that she'd set her vicious dog on me and it bit me before I kicked it. I told my parents, and my mother went round there and gave her an earbashing. Funnily enough, I never heard the plague rat again the next time I delivered the SC's paper.
*I have nothing against miniature Yorkies, just the ones who are spoiled and badly trained.
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