ash-- no, I wasn't trying to say I have had a crappy summer. I just think that getting a disease my friends have not heard of would be a good end-of-the-summer thing.
I don't know. I am feeling fine so far. Yesterday we went to our... bosses bosses bosses house? Anyway, the house of the guy who owns the camp. One of the older counselors cracked open a beer and the guy who owns the camp walked in just as his daughter was taking a sip. We all looked at him with fear, and he laughed. "Heck, camp is over, y'all deserve some fun. I used to go out and buy kegs for you guys over breaks!"
It makes me sad that he is not really running things anymore because I admire him more than any man I have ever known. I am not kidding. Me and the other people I work with have long discussions about this... he is just such an amazing man. He makes you want to do a great job, but in a way where he will laugh and commiserate if he hears you bitching about a kid, makes comments like the aforementioned keg comment...
he gave the kids a speech about how amazing their counselors are, and how kids our age are pressured into doing "productive" things with our summers, or else we spend them partying, and that he is just so proud that we have such "fine folks" who are willing to work here for the whole summer with such low pay...
I just, he is such a great guy. Damn.
today I'm going to Asheville to buy some clothes and CDs.