Sucky spoiled kid at camp

[Quitbuggingmeandgoaway]

Hey all, another camp story:

It was nearing the end of the summer (I think week 10 out of 11) (I should add the kids were signed up to attend camp week by week and not spending all 11 weeks there, although some day-campers did, lol.

Had a kid in my group for the week who'd previously been a resident camper, and a bit of a PITA, nonetheless. He was in Teen Adventure with me, which was a day program but a overnighter once a week.

He didn't even show up until Wednesday, the night we have the overnight campout, so he didn't have his stuff with him. After he was pretty good throughout the day, I encouraged him to call his parents and have them bring his stuff for him to stay the night.

After setting everything up, my co-counselor and I decided to take the kids in the van to Wal-Mart and get ice cream and some goodies, per camp's permission. Kids were grateful, but sucky kid (let's call him R.) goes "ugh, wal-mart? can't we go to *expensive grocer's name here, not sure what it was, don't know the area* instead?

So we get back to camp, and serve the ice cream. R. doesn't have any, good, more for everyone else! Then we go back to our little campsite about 1/4 mile from the cabins. R. is complaining to me and my co-counselor about his mom quitting her job because she hates it so bad. I lost all sympathy when he added that he'd have to get his clothes from Wal-Mart rather than Hollister and American Eagle (ugh, i've NEVER set foot in those places in my LIFE). (His mom drives a Cadillac, btw).

The whole evening, he's commenting about everyone's stuff, about how his is so expensive, yadda yadda yadda. Other kids in the group were telling him to shut up, and I wasn't doing the best job of stopping them

So all the snacks we took to the campsite were eaten, and we all were in our tents about midnight. R. awakens me at 3am to tell me he's hungry. Upon looking at the time, I told him if he didn't get back to his tent in one minute, he would be very sorry!

Next day, he whined about the field trip we took to the pool, wondering why we didn't go someplace fancier.....had him back the next and final week, and you wonder why I didn't care when he didn't do the overnighter.....I took the kids to Friendly's that night and a movie he was pissed he didn't stay

[Jester]

The whole evening, he's commenting about everyone's stuff, about how his is so expensive, yadda yadda yadda.

My niece back in Phoenix is starting to get like this, very materialistic, very spoiled. I blame her dad, as he spoils her. I love her to death, but there are times I want to kill the little shit. Especially as she becomes more and more a "princess." Yet another reason to be getting back to Phoenix.

I took the kids to Friendly's that night and a movie he was pissed he didn't stay

Friendly's...my first job in the industry, 20 years ago. Hehehehe....ah, the memories.
Man, now I want a Fribble!

[Zombi]

Now why can I hear Draco Malfoy in my head?: "You wait 'til my father hears about this!"



People just seem to be unable to say 'no' to their kids - my cousin is the same. His mother thinks the sun shines out of his backside, and everyone else hates the little bastard.

[protege]

People just seem to be unable to say 'no' to their kids - my cousin is the same. His mother thinks the sun shines out of his backside, and everyone else hates the little bastard.

Heh. I had a cousin like that. Growing up, she was allowed to do pretty much whatever she wanted, and was given whatever she wanted. Small wonder that nobody else in the family could stand her. At a family gathering, she started to punch me. We weren't too old, maybe 3 or 4. I told her to knock it off, but she continued. I got pissed, and punched her in the face. Hard.

She ran off to tell her dad...who didn't even say anything. All he did was laugh at her. From then on, I *never* had a problem with her, even though she was a total bitch to everyone else. I guess all she needed was someone to put her in her place.

Karma came to bite her later though. She now has a daughter that acts the *exact* same way...and she "can't figure out why"

[Wembley]

I lost all sympathy when he added that he'd have to get his clothes from Wal-Mart rather than Hollister and American Eagle (ugh, i've NEVER set foot in those places in my LIFE).

Whenever I see a Hollister shirt, I am reminded of the company with the same name that makes colostomy bags....

I guess its an appropiate shirt to put this little s_it in hehe

-Wembley
(yes.. I've FINALLY re-registered!)

[Zombi]

She ran off to tell her dad...who didn't even say anything. All he did was laugh at her. From then on, I *never* had a problem with her, even though she was a total bitch to everyone else. I guess all she needed was someone to put her in her place.

LOL, I think my uncle would do the same. He doesn't discipline the kid, because then he gets yelled at for "being mean". I say, bollocks.

[kurisu7885]

I shop for my clothes at Wal Mar,t and anythign they sell is better than Abercrombie and Bitch and Hollister combined.

[powerboy]

I buy my clothes at Walmart, Target, Flea Markets. They all do good. Except for Walmart on my PJ bottoms....damn rip, right when I sit

[MadMike]

And, when he acts up, make him go skinny dipping in an ice cold swimming pool or lake at 4am.

"Is it cold in here?"

"Nope, just really small!"

[chainedbarista]

mad admin wrote:

"Nope, just really small!"

for which he attempt to compensate for constantly throughout his life.l

[Kogarashi]

The majority of my clothing comes from Wal-Mart and similar establishments, except for the rare occasion that I'm given a gift card. (Though dang if Steve & Barry's isn't great for jeans that actually fit me and look cute too.) As for Abercrombie & Fitch or Aeropostale or Gap or whatever, I figure if I'm going to walk around with some big-name store's name on my chest, they'd better be paying me for advertising space and not vice versa.

[thegiraffe]

Because of my...odd size, I DO wear American Eagle, but that's because they fit me well (Target, Walmart, and the like are too short and too wide), and they're well-made. Their clothes also are guaranteed. I returned a pair of jeans to AE that were a year old that ripped (in the crotch, no less), and they gave me how much they were worth - $15 - on a new pair of jeans. I wouldn't have returned them normally, but I didn't wear the jeans very often for whatever reason. If I had worn them 3X/week for a year, I wouldn't have returned them. I wore them maybe 3X/month. I REFUSE to shop at hollister or AF though, and Aeropostale doesn't fit me - it's also too short. Gap fits generally, but AE fits better, and I don't like Gap's pants. They're too saggy in the butt, looking like I'm *ahem* carrying a load. My inseam is almost 3 feet long (yes, yes, I know), so department store jeans aren't long enough - hell...long sizes aren't even long enough all the time! I prefer for the jeans to hit my heels, not my ankles.

The moral of the story is: Yes, AE, hollister, and A&F ARE expensive, but there are merits to their clothes too - especially for people who are strangely shaped.

[skeptic53]

Boy, did this bring back memories...

When I was 17 I had basically the same job, working at a day camp, we also had one night that was an overnighter. It was a YMCA program, we'd meet at the Y in a tony upscale suburb, then take an ancient school bus out to the camp area. It was in the middle of a poor working-class lumber mill town. Town kids used to hide in the bushes and holler dumb insults, like "City Slickers!"

We had this one kid who was in 5th grade, supposedly 11 but he was huge, as big as some of the smaller high school age counselors. He also was very knowledgeable for his age, at least as far as frat-boy type pranks and jokes. Apparently he had a bunch of older brothers. He would sing dirty songs, tell outrageously funny but very dirty jokes. He could spread one hand, press it against a young woman's back, pull his thumb and middle finger toward each other and unhook her bra right through her shirt. We had to assign two counselors full time to keep him from causing total pandemonium all day long. His name, no kidding, was Boris.

The day of the overnighter we ran the kids up and down the field all afternoon to get them good and exhausted. We had a bonfire and filled them full of s'mores and other carbs, and sent them all off to bed. The camp had little wooden A-frame cabins that had a wooden bunk along each side, and an upper bunk crosswise at the far end. The kids all fell fast asleep and we congratulated one another, figuring we'd get a good night's sleep ourselves. But it wasn't to be...

That night it started to pour rain, really coming down hard and making a mess of the grounds. In the middle of the night, around 2:00 AM, there was a near riot. Some kid (not Boris) who was in an upper bunk had to pee. He didn't want to go out in the rain to the main building where the restrooms were, so he knelt at the edge of the bunk and pissed down on the kids below in the lower bunks. It took over 2 hours to get all the kids settled down.

The parents of the kids who were splattered with pee tried to sue the YMCA, apparently one dad was a lawyer. I never heard the outcome.

[thegiraffe]

The parents of the kids who were splattered with pee tried to sue the YMCA, apparently one dad was a lawyer. I never heard the outcome.

Because, of course, the YMCA knew that kid was going to pee on the other kids. Tsk tsk...why didn't y'all stop it? (totally kidding here).

Seriously though - chances are that if you never heard the outcome, the kid's dad lost. I'd laugh them out of my courtroom if they were a judge. If getting peed on (accidentally) is the worst thing that happens in those kids' lives, they're doing pretty OK.

[alphaboi]

Ungrateful little bastard. Maybe he needs to be sent to a nudist camp for youths and not have to deal with where any clothes come from. And, when he acts up, make him go skinny dipping in an ice cold swimming pool or lake at 4am.

I just flashbacked to my own summer camp days. It was a "Christian" camp not a nudist one, but we had open showers and after the first night of showering in out underwear the counselors actually had to remind us that we weren't allowed outside of our tents naked. Nowdays I can just imagine some mother screaming bloody murder and suing 'cause junior has to shower with other boys. Kids today are spoiled wimps.