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I don't know if you've ever been to camp, but there's something magical that happens to socks. They just disappear. One day, you've got a pair of fresh socks, and the next day, it's like they joined a secret society of runaway footwear. I asked my counselor about it, and he said, "Oh, it's just part of the camping experience." Really? Because I didn't see that in the brochure. "Come to camp, where your socks will vanish, and you'll learn to embrace the sockless lifestyle."
I think there's a conspiracy among camp counselors to collect all the missing socks and build a secret sock fort in the woods. They probably have sock rituals and sock dances while the rest of us are walking around with one bare foot.
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You ever notice how camp counselors act like they're wilderness survival experts? They're like, "Oh yeah, I can totally lead a group through the untamed wilderness." Meanwhile, they can't even find their way back to the campfire without a compass and a map from 1825. I had a counselor once who claimed he could identify every plant in the forest. So, we're walking along, and he points at this random shrub and goes, "That right there is a rare species of, uh, greenery." Oh, really? Because it looked exactly like the shrub I saw outside my house before coming here.
And don't get me started on the compass skills. They hold it like it's a magical device that can guide them through the realms of Narnia. But the only thing that compass led us to was a patch of poison ivy. Great job, nature wizard!
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I don't know what kind of training camp counselors go through, but they must have a crash course in insect immunity. You ever notice how they can sit there, surrounded by buzzing mosquitoes and crawling ants, without flinching? Meanwhile, I'm over here doing the mosquito slap dance like my life depends on it. I asked my counselor once how he manages to stay so calm around bugs. He said, "Oh, you just need to embrace nature." Embrace nature? I'll embrace nature from inside the safety of my bug-proof sleeping bag, thank you very much.
And don't even get me started on the campfire marshmallow roasting competition. It's like they're in a contest to see who can endure the most bug bites without crying. Spoiler alert: It's never me.
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Camp counselors love to tell scary stories around the campfire. But let me tell you, these stories are about as terrifying as a fluffy bunny wearing a tutu. They start off like, "Once upon a time, there was a spooky ghost in the woods." Really? That's the best you got? I've seen scarier things in my grandma's knitting club. And why do they always try to make it educational? "Kids, did you know the ghost had a tragic history involving geometry and failed math tests?" No, I didn't know, and frankly, I still don't care. I came here for a fright, not a geometry lesson.
But my favorite part is when they try to act out the scary parts. They're stumbling around in the dark, tripping over their own feet, and suddenly, the big scary reveal is just them realizing they left the marshmallows at the tent. Yeah, that's the horror I signed up for.
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