2nd days of camp

and I'm dead tired.

I am a GM this year, which means my role is to be like a janitor.

Which translates to 'do whatever other people don't want to do'.

And draws darn close to the term 'GM abuse'.

Instead of being part of the group leaders, Collin decided that I was better suited for GM work.

I pretty much took it on myself to look after whatever I could handle.

Therefore I am looking after kids other groups don't want to handle, while cleaning washrooms, handing out food, directing traffic and mopping up spills.

No wonder my head is light and legs heavy.

Yesterday, while I was looking after my last year's kids in after camp day-care, Andy was grabbing another kid's shirt and wouldn't let go.

Telling him to stop didn't work, until one of my Coffeehouse lines popped up.

It was like:

"You cheated, do the actions of other justify your own?"

"But it was an one time thing, it won't happen again."

"You didn't answer my question. If you cheated, what. does. that. make. you."

AND he let go!

ANNND today, he came up to me whisper "No, I'm not the same as yesterday." And then got along with everybody.

Wow, I was so relieved. (I would have been happy, but I didn't really feel like while weariness cover it up.)