Dear Delainey,
Over the years we have been blessed with many outstanding staff here at Camp Tecumseh YMCA. I am confident that you will become one of them! I am pleased to offer you the position of Equestrian Counselor for the summer of 2009."
Wait, what?
Equestrian Counselor?
I haven't been on a horse since first grade when I took riding lessons from a woman named Tiffany. Her farm across from Mary Brian Elementary was demolished in order to make space for some cookie-cutter houses. Now I'm expected to teach tweens for 10 weeks about proper riding techniques for these behemoths?
I'm thankful, though.
Anything is better than returning to Dirty/Trash Queen and making Oreo Brownie Earthquakes for people who are already the size of Percherons. I'm also sure stables are much cleaner than the backroom freezer, and that it wouldn't be hazardous to my health to touch a horse, unlike a majority of the people I worked with.
Bring it, Camp Tecumseh.
Bring it.
2 comments:
i know a ton of people who have worked at Tecumseh and loved it.
also another major benefit...
i will be living in a home with a fold-out futon in west lafayette this summer. you will have some weekends off and only be 15 minutes away (or something like that).
you do the math.
EQUESTRIAN COUNSELOR?
I don't know if it is all the drugs I have taken recently (cold medicine, Delainey...), but I just had a really funny mental image of you being chased around a field by a horse. AWESOME.
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