This has been a long and hellish week. I think (to continue upon the theme of last week's entry) that I'm burnt out. I no longer wake up in the morning refreshed, I just keep getting more and more tired no matter how much I sleep. I don't want to go to work.
The experience staff just started (they're high school kids) and they're mostly an alright group, but one girl I worked with last year is back and she is the DUMBEST person I have ever met. At the end of last summer, she was telling people that the Iroquois burnt down Ste. Marie (it was the French--this is a major detail of the ste. marie story). I had to spend the entire day with her on Friday, in the foyer (which is a shitty position to start with). It makes my head hurt to talk to her. Another girl had a friend come visit her, so Victoria walked the friend out on site to meet Shannon, and when she came back I asked her where Shannon's friend was from. Her reply? "Um, I think she was, like, from either Paris or France."
Not to be harsh, but she is sixteen. And has no work ethic. At all.
I get to spend the day with Gravity Man tomorrow :) I miss him lots...I'm seeing him maybe twice a week right now.