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Recently, I took up a job at a local summer camp, as a babysitter for 4 little kids whose parents work at the camp. As much as I didn't enjoy the moms breathing down my neck 24/7 and judging my every move, it was a halfway decent job. The kids were pains at times, but I really did enjoy hanging out with them. My job description changed every 5 minutes. I went from having 2 other co-workers to one, then I had 5 kids instead of 4 at some points, and I was told 4 weeks in that one of the kids is on the autism spectrum. I dd my best, I know that for a fact. There wasn't too much variety in the day, but it's fairly challenging to get 4 small children to agree on an activity. The moms constantly confronted me with complaints even though I kept their kids happy and safe. They never let me tell my side, although they were never around. They constantly belittled me and whenever I spoke, they wrote it off as excuses. So today, I was fired, after working for 4 straight weeks. I'm only getting paid $250. I'm upset. Not because I want more money, or even that my younger co-worker is staying simply because his paycheck is lower, but because I had things to look forward to. I made some pretty great friends that I'm going to miss like shit, and even though I'm going to keep in touch, I still can't help but start sobbing when I think about how I won't get to see them every day. I'm unhappy because they took me away from a community I fell in love with. Two of the moms that said the most hurtful things to me at the meeting, then had the audacity to say they were "forced" into it. I have been verbally abused, taken advantage of and been given less pay than an illegal immigrant. Every member of upper staff can go fuck themselves. But the counselors, I hope they have a wonderful second session and enjoy the banquet party tonight. I wish them the best and I hope sincerely I get to see them again. Since they kicked me out so quickly I barely got a chance to say goodbye. I'm going to miss my bunk and all those wonderful little 9 year olds that sat on my bed with me and played cards. I'm going to miss the stupid conversations with my co-worker. I'm going to miss late night walks, late night porch talks. I'm going to miss my friends Rachel, Angela, Cody, Erik, Dorfman, Hannah, Colleen, Zack, Daeryn, Kristen, and Jess. I'm going to miss Hanging out in the HC, smuggling food into my bunk, going bowling and to shoprite at 10 PM. I'm going to miss feeling apart of community where I was finally accepted. I'm going to miss laughing and smiling with people I've only known for a short amount of time.
(●´∀｀●) I'm just a girl who loves all forms of art! My art style is extremely inconsistent but i'm working on it! I also use clay often and will be selling them and doing commissions~! I'm extremely friendly and i love and appreciate all of my friends and watchers~!