We all get old and fade away...
I'm tired, so here is the short version of my day:
-Within five minutes of being on the bus, I had to yell at one of my campers for asking me why one of the other campers "talks retarded".
-Two of my campers (notice that I'm not naming names...) were such pains in the asses once we got to WPR. They totally separated themselves from the group and refused to go on our hike with us. Not only did they talk back to us for a good fifteen minutes, but Catherine and I had to literally drag them to join the group. I was NOT having that today. Damn children...
-While crayfishing, one of my campers (11 yrs. old - smartass, etc.) lost his balance and accidentally grabbed my boob. Lovely.
-Lars, the director, is an asshole. Let's leave it at that.
In summary: I got mad, then got groped.
Have a nice day.