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Today at work we took the kids bowling 930-1130 at a nearby alley. This week Ive been with the kindergatners so I assumed I would be with them on the trip. As we were gathering the kids, our summer camp boss that was running this weeks spring break came up to me and another counselor and told us we were going to be in charge of the trip. What the #$%!? He just handed me the roster and told us he was scoping out who is responsible to take over trips during the summer while Im gone. It just sucked the way that he just through us into that position rather than walk us through it.
So we get to the alley, and he hands me this huge envelope, and says heres $800 to pay for the games, shoes, etc. dont lose it. I wanted to run off then and there, imagine all of the pairs of shoes! So the other counselor and I just split everyone up and are handling things well, or so we thought. Our boss then gave us all these scenarios like saying he lost one of the kids in his group to see how we would respond. Ive been with most of these kids for four years and this was the first time I felt panicked and paranoid. Taking care of 60 kids is obviously much harder than watching 10-12. I just hate the fact that Ive been doing jobs that I am sure as hell not getting enough money to do. I dont get paid teacher salary yet I teach, I dont get paid to run the whole damn summer camp but I do it. This just isnt right.
After work I went shopping with Aimes. Finished birthday shopping for the boys. Didnt find the shoes I wanted, nor did I get the jacket I saw last week. Oh well, theres the weekend. Dan, Miriam, Kyle, and Dan met us and we ate at California Pizza Kitchen. Ive been craving that since last week, it was soo good. We sat and talked for a long time. We were those rude people that sit at their table for 3 hours even though the waiter is hinting at us to leave. Room for dessert? Heres the bill when youre ready....is there anything else?...plus him walking past us every 5 minutes.
Tomorrow my family and I are going out to dinner at Los Toros.
I need to wrap the gifts.
So we get to the alley, and he hands me this huge envelope, and says heres $800 to pay for the games, shoes, etc. dont lose it. I wanted to run off then and there, imagine all of the pairs of shoes! So the other counselor and I just split everyone up and are handling things well, or so we thought. Our boss then gave us all these scenarios like saying he lost one of the kids in his group to see how we would respond. Ive been with most of these kids for four years and this was the first time I felt panicked and paranoid. Taking care of 60 kids is obviously much harder than watching 10-12. I just hate the fact that Ive been doing jobs that I am sure as hell not getting enough money to do. I dont get paid teacher salary yet I teach, I dont get paid to run the whole damn summer camp but I do it. This just isnt right.
After work I went shopping with Aimes. Finished birthday shopping for the boys. Didnt find the shoes I wanted, nor did I get the jacket I saw last week. Oh well, theres the weekend. Dan, Miriam, Kyle, and Dan met us and we ate at California Pizza Kitchen. Ive been craving that since last week, it was soo good. We sat and talked for a long time. We were those rude people that sit at their table for 3 hours even though the waiter is hinting at us to leave. Room for dessert? Heres the bill when youre ready....is there anything else?...plus him walking past us every 5 minutes.
Tomorrow my family and I are going out to dinner at Los Toros.
I need to wrap the gifts.