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You know, I recently got roped into being a Cub Scout leader. Yeah, me, the guy who can barely assemble IKEA furniture without swearing like a sailor. They handed me a manual, and I thought, "This is either a guide to surviving Cub Scouts or a manual for building a nuclear reactor." I couldn't tell. So, first day with the Cub Scouts, they're all excited, and I'm trying to be the responsible leader. I'm like, "Okay, kids, today we're going to learn how to tie knots." I pull out a rope, and suddenly I'm in the middle of a spider web of confusion. Little Timmy there is tying a knot that could probably secure a spaceship, while Bobby is using the rope to fashion a lasso to catch invisible cattle.
I'm just standing there thinking, "If my life ever depends on someone untying a knot correctly, we're all in trouble." But you know what they say, "In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king." Well, in the Cub Scouts, the guy who can tie a decent knot is the supreme ruler.
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So, they convinced me to take the Cub Scouts camping. Now, I'm not exactly the outdoorsy type. I like nature, as long as it's on a screensaver. But I thought, "How hard can it be?" Famous last words. We set up the tents, and I swear it looked like a scene from a slapstick comedy. Tents collapsing, kids getting tangled in sleeping bags, and one poor kid mistook poison ivy for some exotic campfire spice. I tried to start a campfire, but it turns out you can't just throw a lit match into a pile of damp twigs and expect a roaring blaze. Who knew?
By the end of the trip, I was covered in mosquito bites, smelling like a mix of bug spray and desperation. But you know what? Despite the chaos, those kids had a blast. So, I guess you could say it was a successful camping trip, as long as you measure success in laughter, confusion, and a lingering aroma of burnt marshmallows.
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Now, Cub Scouts have this whole merit badge system. The kids earn badges for doing different activities. Great in theory, but have you ever tried to explain to a bunch of 8-year-olds that tying your shoes properly is a valuable life skill that deserves a merit badge? I had one kid come up to me all excited, waving his badge like he just won the Nobel Prize. I'm like, "What did you do to earn this?" He looks at me dead serious and says, "I brushed my teeth every day for a week." I wanted to give him a badge for hygiene innovation. Meanwhile, I'm still trying to figure out how to earn the adult merit badge for surviving a week of Cub Scouts without losing my sanity.
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So, the Cub Scouts are all about teaching these kids survival skills, right? They're like, "Here's how you build a fire, here's how you pitch a tent." I'm thinking, "Great, because you never know when you're going to be stranded in the wilderness with nothing but a marshmallow and a sleeping bag." But then they throw me a curveball – they want us to teach the kids how to identify animal tracks. Animal tracks! I live in the suburbs. The only tracks we have are from the neighbor's cat and the occasional raccoon that knocks over the trash cans. I'm trying to explain to these kids, "Alright, this here is a cat track. And this one... well, this one is either Bigfoot or Mrs. Johnson's poodle. Hard to say.
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