Summer Stuff 7/27/2002
::Sigh:: I really need to write in here more. When I'm away at school, reading entries from the summer often makes me feel better, but I have so few entries. Ah well..
Tonight I'm going to a party at a co-worker's house. Heather, my group leader from camp, is picking me up. I like the girls (girls? Most of them are older than I am. Women, more like it) but everyone kind of talks behind everyone else's backs. It sometimes makes me apprehensive about what they say when I leave...
Just this Friday my sister became one of the directors of the camp. One of the other directors quit, so the camp needed to hire someone in the middle of the summer. My sister only worked there one year and POOF! Now she's a director. Talk about dumb luck.
I tried to keep it quiet that my sister became director. I specifically asked my junior counselor, who worked there last year, not to tell anyone that the new director was my sister, but apparently she doesn't hear too well. Within the hour the entire bunch of pre-school counselors, junior counselors, and group leaders knew that my sister was now one of our bosses. And of course I get dumb questions like, "So are you going to get special treatment now?" "Are you getting paid more?" (Stupid fucking question).
I was in such a bad mood all day. My junior counselor knew that I knew that she had told people even though I asked her not to, so she sucked up to me the entire day. I know she doesn't even like me. She's having a party today and neither Heather, Jodie or I were invited, whereas everyone else who worked in pre-school was invited. (Heather and Jodie are my group leaders. I'm th counselor. Regine is the junior counselor. We work with 2-3 year-olds at a rich-kid day camp, in case anyone was getting confused).
I don't talk to my friends from school any more. I'm not quite sure what happened with them, and I'm beginning not to care. Almost all of us stayed in touch during the school year, which really boggles my mind. I even visited Angel up at school. Now that we're in the same area code again, everyone kind of scattered. I understand they're working five or six days a week, but c'mon. Pick up a phone. E-mail. In the beginning of the summer, I spent most of my time calling them, trying to plan stuff so we can hang out together. I'm beginning to realize that some people are not worth the energy.
I LOVE working at the hospital. Last week wasn't so good, because almost all of the Originals left. The Originals are the kids who were in the psych wrd when I started working there. The only Original left is BRNNE.
Little One left last week. I was upset; he was such a little cutie. He's the one who said, "My mommy beats the snooglies out of me." I wonder if he's okay. The ward is now almost all boys, except for BRNE. It kind of sucks because boys aren't affectionate as girls and aren't as eager to play a game with a female volunteer. Not only that, but I look like crap when I go to the ward. On Thursdays, after eight hours of working at the camp camp, I change in the bathroom or in the car and head over to the hospital. Yeah, so if I was a little boy, I wouldn't play with me either. :oP
This week was cool though. Ray, my boss, started telling me why some of the kids were there. I guessed correctly when it came to MCHL...He and his brother were such bright, polite, sweet little boys that the problems just had to lay with the parents. Just a gut feeling. Anyway, yes, Ray broke the confidentiality rule, but it shows that he trusts me, which is awesome, because I really think he's cool, and I love working in the ward.
Darcy, the volunteer, was actually pleasant to me this week. She's always polite, but I get the distinct impression she doesn't like me...
I have to start making a Who's Who list again. It's starting to get confusing.
I got in a huge fight with my mother again, to be totally off-topic. I'll talk about that later because I don't feel like getting upset again. I plan on being happy and tipsy tonight. (Ah, the pleasures of hanging out with the older crowd... :o)
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