workin' for a living
Friday brought me and my campers to Forest Park Zoo in Springfield. It was about one billion degrees out and I think I got some second degree burns on the back of my thighs thanks to a black painted park bench, but all in all it was a good time. I argued with some kid that a capybara wasn't a groundhog and that the jaguar wasn't a cheetah, but I mostly held in my "hey I'm a wildlife biologist" comments to myself. Somethings you just can't let slide. We went on the little train thing they have there and you would have thought it was the world's greatest roller coaster the way the kids reacted when it went over the speedbumps (by train I guess I mean tram...it had regular wheels and just went on the road...but the front was an engine thing and it had a bell and whistle thing so good enough). After sweating like several pigs and feeding a few actual ones, I was glad to return to camp with everyone that I had left with in good shape. Chris and Cate had to stay behind with the kids that weren't going on the trip so I was left to my own devices. The bus ride back was a little brutal, and I spent a good half hour battling the two boys in front of me who suddenly developed a passion for trying to pluck my hair out. They weren't successful, and eventually I tied their hands up with the rubber snake one of them had bought at the zoo. Sure, it only worked for about 5 minutes, but what a glorious 5 minutes of peace it was. After I made it back Chris and Cate and I headed over to the creamee place that we have turned into our friday/whatever day we feel like tradition. The black cherry frozen yogurt was especially good after that day.
Today I spent another glorious 11 hours at the Mullins Center with the witnesses. They talked to me like a person this week, but I did get quite a few looks during the evils of college lecture. Basically an old man got up and berated the very idea of college for 45 minutes and used inflammatory statistics to tell everyone that going to college meant binge drinking and sex and nothing else. Oh how I would have loved to hear their thoughts as they looked at me. I just smiled and laughed at each increasingly ridiculous reason to avoid higher education. When that ended I think they went back to the evils of porn again and they stopped looking at me because even they know I'm not cool enough to know anything about that. We left on amicable terms and they even gave me candy, which seems to be a growing trend this summer with them and growing in how much it disturbs me each time I accept it from someone I don't know in the least bit. Oh well, I've survived so far and I think they'll try to convert me a few more times before out right killing me, at least I hope so.
Today I spent another glorious 11 hours at the Mullins Center with the witnesses. They talked to me like a person this week, but I did get quite a few looks during the evils of college lecture. Basically an old man got up and berated the very idea of college for 45 minutes and used inflammatory statistics to tell everyone that going to college meant binge drinking and sex and nothing else. Oh how I would have loved to hear their thoughts as they looked at me. I just smiled and laughed at each increasingly ridiculous reason to avoid higher education. When that ended I think they went back to the evils of porn again and they stopped looking at me because even they know I'm not cool enough to know anything about that. We left on amicable terms and they even gave me candy, which seems to be a growing trend this summer with them and growing in how much it disturbs me each time I accept it from someone I don't know in the least bit. Oh well, I've survived so far and I think they'll try to convert me a few more times before out right killing me, at least I hope so.