stealing this from Jen because it absolutely made my night!
TO ALL THE TRUE CAMP PEOPLE OUT THERE: YOU KNOW YOU’RE A CAMP "LIFER" IF…
80% of your clothing shows evidence of tie-dye.
Abnormality is a compliment.
ACA standards are met religiously.
All your coworkers could be clinically classified as either pyromaniacs, multiple personalities, or obsessive compulsive.
Being at home makes you homesick.
Dressing up only involves slightly cleaner clothes.
Everything you have has your initials on it.
It’s socially acceptable to cry in front of your boss.
Most of your stories start with "and then there was this one time, at camp..."
On the job training includes "the Cup Game."
Peanut butter is its own food group.
Sandal/watch tan lines are a competition.
Screaming and running at the same time is a coveted skill.
Sharpies and duct tape are worth more than gold.
Water cures all ills.
Camp has been over for 22 minutes, and you're already thinking about next summer.
You are convinced that there is no way you can date someone who is not a camp guy/girl, because no one else really understands.
You can burst into song about anything.
You can have a heated discussion over the differences/advantages between GaGa & 4-square.
You can make up a song about anything.
You can shampoo, wash, and shave your legs, etc in less than 5 minutes.
You can think of 50 ways to use a bandanna off the top of your head.
You don't think non-camp people can understand your summer job.
You ever wonder why camp people give the best hugs.
You go to college just to fill time between summers.
You have a camp set of clothes.
You have a collection of outfits for theme weeks.
You have been in / seen an "interesting" production of grease, peter-pan, the wizard of oz, and/or little shop of horrors.
You have about 20 mosquito bites in 1 square inch of skin.
You have an entire volume of camp-friendly mixed CDs.
Your friends life goals are to go to medical school / law school...yours is to be a color war captain.
You don't do this for the money - and you mean it.
You have no clue what's on TV until mid-September, cause you never watch it at camp.
You know exactly how to get to camp from home by car, boat, plane or any other means of transportation.
You know that laughter, hiccups, sneezes, itching, and yawns are contagious.
You can be blindfolded and lost in a remote location - and you'll still know exactly how to get to camp.
You were disappointed to find that you cant major in "camp."
You never refuse free food.
You refer to your campers as YOUR kids.
You save anything and everything campers have ever made for you.
You still enjoy the same songs you did at 5 years old.
You value the friendship bracelet you got at carnival last summer more than any other piece of jewelry.
You write song parodies for fun.
Your "real-world" friends have ever limited you to only 5 camp stories a day.
Your barter system relies on hugs, backrubs, and chocolate exchanges.
You long for bug juice in winter.
Your friends know you're never home from June till September.
Your idea of a good song starts with the words "This is a repeat after me song."
Your tan lines are also your dirt lines.
Your teachers know you as a camp person.
Your voice quality at the end of the week is inversely proportionate to how good it was.
Your year only has two seasons. (Summer and Non-summer)
You’ve ever given up time off to comfort a crying camper.
You’ve ever written a paper about camp for a class.
You’ve written down the camp address instead of your own.