Today pretty much sucked. Between having a quarter-sized swathe of hair ripped out of my head and being called a troll, and other various and sundry things that I was told today, I decided that it was a fairly bad day today.
I did, however, get to see a rather funny moment at work today: ’round about time to go, I had been taking pictures in a camp that I wasn’t actually counceling for, so whenever the teacher for that camps says “all the other camps are lined up outside waiting for parents,” it wasn’t so much my problem that all the kids had their hands covered in a gooey mixture of cornstarch and water. But I did take great joy in hearing one of the councilors of that camp mutter very quietly as he passed, “Oh, God.”
Something about the look of sheer panic on his face at the sight of 12 5-7 year olds covered with this, well, goo, made my day a little brighter. Don’t get me wrong, I felt profoundly sorry for him, but I was able to enjoy the humor of that situation.
Hahaha, ew. Sticky children. I remember in one episode of Gilmore Girls that Luke complained of all kids perpetually having “jam hands.” That’s pretty much the exact reason why I get freaked out when surrounded by groups of child-type peoples. I only keep them around because they like coloring. And talking about Spongebob.
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