Now the VW people are saying that whatever was leaking before isn't leaking now, and that now it's the compressor that isn't working. Therefore it's now an electrical problem and not a leak, but they still don't know exactly what's wrong. Sigh. So they've given me a loaner car in the meantime and are planning to work on it some more on Monday. It's turning into way more drama than I was expecting, but at least the loaner car is really cool: a red Saab, with all the bells and whistles (steering wheel controls, driver/passenger ACs, an LCD screen, etc.)
On a more positive note, I posted an ad on Craigslist, as the race directors recommended, and found a boater. His name is Joe, he's 26, and his boat looks a lot like the ones we use at camp for waterskiing, etc. So that particular hurdle is - dare I say it? - cleared.
I also had my midterm evaluation yesterday, and was pretty hurt by the things they said about me. The waterfront director called me "too intense" (because I wanted us to do inservice training? because we don't share similar senses of humor? because I'm not 18 like the rest of the lifeguards and don't act as young as they do? take your pick) and the head girls' counselor was critical of my "ability to relate to the campers." (Oh, don't make me laugh. You never even see me with them - I dare you to go ask all seven of my girls who their favorite counselor is.) "I'm sure your end-of-summer one will be a lot better," she said afterwards. Yeah. Uh-huh. Right.
Vince, one of the guy counselors that I got along well with, left yesterday - he wasn't fired, just said "this place just isn't for me" and arranged to leave. I feel ya, buddy... coming here was definitely not the best decision I ever made.
Winfield and Dee, two other guy counselors whom I like a lot, are in a band called The Rhythm Section (actually, they are the band; they're the only two members), and I bought their CD yesterday - partly because I wanted it after having heard them play during orientation, and partly as a thank-you to Winfield for driving me to the car dealership - and I'm really impressed. There's this one song, "City by the Sea", that's especially good. Maybe one day I'll be able to say, "Yeah, I knew them when we worked at Camp All-Star..." ... LOL.
I'm on my day off - I went to Freeport this morning (and finally found a cute new purse to replace the nasty sticky one, for only $10, woohoo!) and am now sitting in Panera amid the remains of my Frontega Chicken Panini and Greek Salad. Not yet sure what I'm going to do next (besides the inevitable trip to Wal-Mart, LOL), but I'll find something. Today's Pro Sports Day (the whole camp is divided into two teams and the kids compete in basically every available sport), so it's a relief to be out of camp.
On a more positive note, I posted an ad on Craigslist, as the race directors recommended, and found a boater. His name is Joe, he's 26, and his boat looks a lot like the ones we use at camp for waterskiing, etc. So that particular hurdle is - dare I say it? - cleared.
I also had my midterm evaluation yesterday, and was pretty hurt by the things they said about me. The waterfront director called me "too intense" (because I wanted us to do inservice training? because we don't share similar senses of humor? because I'm not 18 like the rest of the lifeguards and don't act as young as they do? take your pick) and the head girls' counselor was critical of my "ability to relate to the campers." (Oh, don't make me laugh. You never even see me with them - I dare you to go ask all seven of my girls who their favorite counselor is.) "I'm sure your end-of-summer one will be a lot better," she said afterwards. Yeah. Uh-huh. Right.
Vince, one of the guy counselors that I got along well with, left yesterday - he wasn't fired, just said "this place just isn't for me" and arranged to leave. I feel ya, buddy... coming here was definitely not the best decision I ever made.
Winfield and Dee, two other guy counselors whom I like a lot, are in a band called The Rhythm Section (actually, they are the band; they're the only two members), and I bought their CD yesterday - partly because I wanted it after having heard them play during orientation, and partly as a thank-you to Winfield for driving me to the car dealership - and I'm really impressed. There's this one song, "City by the Sea", that's especially good. Maybe one day I'll be able to say, "Yeah, I knew them when we worked at Camp All-Star..." ... LOL.
I'm on my day off - I went to Freeport this morning (and finally found a cute new purse to replace the nasty sticky one, for only $10, woohoo!) and am now sitting in Panera amid the remains of my Frontega Chicken Panini and Greek Salad. Not yet sure what I'm going to do next (besides the inevitable trip to Wal-Mart, LOL), but I'll find something. Today's Pro Sports Day (the whole camp is divided into two teams and the kids compete in basically every available sport), so it's a relief to be out of camp.
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Let's just call this camp a learning experience and don't ever go back there! It says a lot that someone already left!!
Hang in there. It's almost over!
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