Damn them fucking asshole counselors at that fucking camp.

So, I'm driving the boys to camp today, and The Boy tells me that they want to come to work with me today. "PLeeeASEeee..We'll be good! We won't bother you..."

What the hell? WHY?

The boy starts explaining that the camp counselors are not nice to them..they generally are just shitty to them, they call him by the wrong name, and when he corrects them, they say 'whatever' and that one of the camp counselors told him to "Shut up!"

Huh? What the fuck?

The boy told her that he was gonna tell the camp director, and the counselor said
"Go ahead, I don't care"

Oh, really TRIXIE!?

So, I tell the boy.."She might not care if you tell the director, BUT SHE'S GONNA CARE THAT YOU TOLD ME"

The boy and his l'il friend look at each other like "UT OH!"

I have said before, these kids KNOW I DON'T PLAY.
Don't fuck with my child.
And think it's fucking cute.

So, we are walking up to the camp..and I ask the boy if the counselor that told him to shut up is there in the morning, at aftercare? or does she come when camp starts?

He said he wasn't sure.

I tell him and his l'il friend.."Ya'all better pray to god that this bitch ain't here when I walk in the door.."

The boy says: I'm not praying for her..I hope she IS there.

As her luck would be, she was not there.

But I talked to the director (LOL..one of the morning care people saw that I was not playing..and he called her on her cell phone..)

MISTAKE NUMBER 1: She tells me that the this is the last week of camp and the counselors are tired! They have been dealing with kids all summer....

**Hold the fuck up**

Me: While I appreciate your 'excuses' you are talking to the wrong mom. I don't wannna hear that shit. I don't give a fuck how tired they are..they are not gonna talk to my child any kind of way...this shit is unacceptable...

(Yeah, your girl is OFF THE HOOK when I am mad...)

MISTAKE NUMBER 2: She asked me if I wanted to talk to the counselor that "allegedly" told the boy to shut up.

**Hold the fuck up**

Me: There is NO ALLEGEDLY. If he said she told him to shut up, then she did. AND no.I.don't.want.to.talk.her.
She ain't ready for it. She really ain't.

I basically went off on her for 20 minutes. I let her know, in no uncertain terms, that the boy is not to be fucked with. I let her know, that her counselors don't have to like the boy. But they ain't gonna talk to him any kind of way, and they surely ain't gonna tell him to shut up.

She tells me she will talk to the boy and call me back.

She does call me back, and explains that they have had a meeting with all the counselors, and
the boy and his l'il friend should be fine. And I believe her..cuz she felt the wrath that is me, today.

Todays lesson:
Don't fuck with the boy. I will be sure to make your life miserable.