a salute to ug lee (shorts and all)
written by jenni on 01/30/07

ug lee gets a bad rap. do you know how hard it is to be a camp counselor? the sleepless nights wondering if your campers are safe from zeke the plumber? the praying that articles of clothing won’t be stolen in the night? it’s fucking tough! and when sleep finally comes, the nightmares of awful waffles that you just couldn’t stop in time…

well, okay, so my experiences were slightly different from ug’s. i spent one summer being a camp counselor (in training) at camp winacka, a girl scout camp near julian, california. we weren’t allowed to tell the girls any stories that were considered “scary”. i never heard of a girl stealing another girl’s underthings. and they certainly never did things to each other that involved tennis rackets and maple syrup.

it’s not like they were brownies for god’s sake, and i am certainly not the least bit bitter that several years later, my sister ended up one of the most popular camp counselors at the camp…for four consecutive summers.

okay, so i was a shitty camp counselor. all the more reason to defend ug. that guy took his job seriously with a capital “-ously.” those kids were his everything. at the very least, i definitely should have followed his lead and worn zinc on my nose more often…would’ve saved my fair skin a world of hurt.

ug lee, i salute you.

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6 comments

  1. Kim Jan 30

    hello darling sis. it was 5 summers in a row. :)

  2. Jenni Powell Jan 31

    Wouldn’t you know it…she’s found me already! I’ve got one clever sister! Just you wait, there’s more to come!

  3. Eric Jan 31

    I would make a terrible counselor. If anyone came to me with a “problem”, I’d put them into a boxing ring with their “problem”, throw in some sharp and pointy objects, and let the “trial by might” decide. :)

    If they came to me with a personal issue, I’d send them to the camp counselor… which would be odd being as I would be one, but I’d figure it out.

    And also adding to the oddness, I’d be the one pulling the pranks.

    As for telling stories… What age are we talking about?

  4. Jenni Powell Jan 31

    The kids at the camp I worked at ranged in age from 8 - 15. The older girls were weird to “counsel”, because I was 17 at the time, so it’s not like I was in much of a position of authority over them.

  5. Eric Feb 1

    Ah. In that case, I’d give the scary story-telling a pass and just pull a “The Village” + “Blair Witch” combo situation on them. It’s not your ordinary snipe-hunt. I just hope the grounds keeper doesn’t mind the left-over pork and beef and chocolate sauce all over the place.

    (Chocolate sauce is great for simulating blood in the dark. Mix in a lot of “No-Salt” and they won’t know what to think if they happen to get close enough to taste or smell it. Chocolate sauce does good for simulating rotted blood in daylight, too. Good for zombies.)

    Have I put too much thought into this?

  6. OmegaII Feb 1

    Eric you can never put too much though in planning pranks. Just don’t make them too complicated.

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