June 21, 2005
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Parenting Training
It's a crowded
restroom at the rec center where a junior counselor is shepherding five
little campers, who've entered the stalls to change into bathing suits.Counselor: (nervously surveying the row of closed stalls) Okay, I think we need to assign numbers to you guys.
Girl: I'm 99!
Counselor: Uh -- no, how about 1 through 5?
Girls: (chattering all at once) I'm 1! Yeah, I'm 4! No, I'm 4! No, ME. I want to be 4!
Counselor: Errr -- okay, I'll assign
the numbers. [the girls emerge, after loudly comparing suits, and
she counts off] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Okay, now you say your
numbers.Girls: 3! 5! 4....4 heh heh. 2! 1, 1, 1!
Counselor: No, no, NOOOO! In order.
....at which point I had to leave to avoid laughing too impolitely loudly....
Comments (11)
ROFL... i would have stayed and enjoyed the entertainment.
bahaha, i'd have been the one covering my mouth yelling, "six! ten! three and a half!"
That's a pretty good story.
Thanks for the belly laugh! Thanks for sharing that.
I love these conversations.
I can just imagine this scene. Thanks for writing it for us! ; )
hhaahhahahahahahaha how cute! I could see the whole thing in my head like a friggin movie.
I could *never* be a counsellor... not for all the tea in China.
Thanks for the smile. Blessings abound
lol
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