Camp, Terror Children, and Cowardice 7/30/2002
Open Diary was being stupid yesterday and wouldn't let me save entries...so here's my entry from yesterday
Oh! Score! I saved this entry about two seconds before I was kicked off-line. If I had to re-write this thing, I would have been thoroughly pissed. Here's the entry:
Work sucked. We have this new kid, Matthew, who's a terror. He elbowed me in head, stomped on Heather's feet, ran away several times, threw a temper tantrum because he didn't like what his mother packed him for lunch, and he shit in his bathing suit. Made Heather take care of that last one hehhehe. Hey, she's getting paid double what I am... :o) The other kids were basically pretty good today, which helped. I'm insisting that we put him with a director, because the child really is a monster. Some of the kids in camp are crazier than the kids I take care of in the psych ward.
I shouldn't say that though because the kids in the psych ward are mostly there because of broken homes and/or they're being transitioned to/from foster care. The kids in my psych ward have more class than most of the rich brats that are in that camp. The children in the ward are generally warm, tough, smart, appreciative kids. Not that all of the campers suck, but most are very spoiled. Anyway...
We had a double swim day today at camp since it was hotter than hell. Its a bitch because we have to go swimming until the end of the day. Since it takes us a half hour to change the kids, its a real pain because it messes with dismissal. I didn't have time to change, which means I had to stay in a wet bathing suit with my period for an extra forty minutes.
Debbie's party was such a hit that she's throwing another one soon. Kelly is having everyone over her apartment on either Friday or Saturday for drinks ad craziness. Lisa and Gina were being really funny during aftercare. The camp day is only from 9am-4pm, but our pre-schoolers ae there from 10am-3pm. From 9-10 and from 3-4, all of the pre-school counselors take care of kids who are dropped off early in the morning, or who stay for an extended time in the afternoon. Basically, the latchkey kids. It awesome because it gives us counselors social time to hang out on the playground and talk. Gina just makes sex jokes about me and her (she's not a lesbian, just has a funny/sick sense of humor), and Lisa talks about her sexual escapades (wild stuff). We all complain about our kids and plan what we're going to do on the weekends together. So my boss is generally a raving bitch, although she didn't yell at me today, and my kids are slightly spoiled, but my co-workers rock the house.
Oh, by the way...You know what I love? People who leave these really rude, nasty notes, but make sure that they remain anonymous. Believe me Cowardly Anon, I'm well aware of the fact that I am envious of other people's lives, that I'm obsessive compulsive, and that I'm a pessimist. You know why? Because there was always people like you telling me that I have no personality and that I suck. The bad things are always easier to believe. Tell you what honey; next time you leave a note, make sure you leave your name, so I can pick you apart.
Phobia of the Day: Doxophobia- Fear of expressing opinions or of receiving praise
Until my next ramble
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