DAY VFriday. D-Day (of sorts) started off fairly calm.
Discussed our religious experience or lack thereof, and told tales of school dances. Covering up the more risque parts of the stories when parents signed their kids in.
Bees and Jesus.Bees have been in our building for well over three years. The nests have been spray from the outside, the attic and almost anywhere in between.
To give you sense of the infestation, here's short anecdote.

Here is our building. As you can see on the top there is a squarish area above the main roof. We occupy the second story (with the balcony) and one day sometime last year a few counselors and I decided to lead an expedition of sorts to get to the roof. Little did we know that there was more than one ladder to climb before we would get to the top. In fact there were two. Once we got up to the hatch that opens to the top we found out why we didn't have that many rooftop parties.
The entire roof, somewhere in the area of 15 x 10, was covered in dead bees.
So, today the pest control came in the staff lounge and began drilling in the closet in search of the hive. Only problem is that the closest is locked and only used by the church that meets at the building on the weekends. The guy who runs the church was called and he removed the contens of the closest with the help of his two deranged kids.
After they left the scavenging began. J.P. checked out the sound system while I found a bunch of stuffed animal Bible Characters

I started chasing people with Jesus.
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I never thought I'd say that in my life.
"How's your day going?""I have Jamba Juice on my ass"In rowing we went to Jamba Juice by, what else, rowboat. I thought we were short on time so we planned on being towed back by the motor boating merit badge that went the the candy store nearby.
Just as we were prepping the boats, one of the campers dropped his cup which, since it's made of Styrofoam, broke and spilled Raz-Ma-Tazz all over the seat of the boat. To make a long story short I had to sit in it during 10 min ride back.
Once onshore I tromped in to waist deep water in hopes of getting rid of juice residue. Surprisingly, salt water isn't as useful for cleaning juice as I thought. This is even more surprising when I think about the high bacteria count that always seems to be present in the water surrounding the base.
2nd Half of the Day
Lunch came and we had our staff pot luck. A sampling of the dishes: Alberston's Fried Chicken , Chicken Fingers, and Potato Wedges. A large assortment of chips. Lemon Cake, Seven Layer Dip, Jello, Cocoa Crispies, Tequila Lime/BBQ/Teriyaki (I think) flavored chicken. And much more.
First Aid was alright. Almost everyone passed minus two, but they're coming next week so no worries. Since we had extra time we headed out to the beach with Free Swim and Games. A few of the counselors and campers were sweeping the sand off of the asphalt surrounding the beach. I picked up a broom and started singing "Chim Chim Chiree".

During this time Jerry, Ruth, Kyle and talked about how A.D.D./A.D.H.D. is a cop out and is essentially like baby fat. Everyone is hyperactive and chubby when they're younger. One should eventually grow out of it. Emphasis on should.
We had the kids clean up 8 minutes early so all the paperwork could get turned in. Afterward a couple of us messed around with a police cone in the staff lounge.
Essentially Friday is are hectic day, turning in paperwork, and making sure the kids (and their parents) leave satisfied. During the end of the day the whole building is swamped with kids begging for badges, they're parents begging for the paperwork and where their kid's lost stuff can be found etc.
To lighten the mood and let off steam I started skipping around with a large coffee cup and dish with my left pinky out. Nothing bring out the best in people like speaking in a
Monty Pythonish British accent, a talent that most of the staff here has (the girls have
Eliza Doolittle).
Next week: FOUR DAY WEEK. Since we have the 4th of July off.