Day Camp Horrors

I was outside today selling purple, pink, and blue monkeys for 5 dollars to people walking by. Near the end of the day, this very large group of day camp kids ages 6-10 came out of the zoo to wait for their bus. Normally, I like little kids. They can be cute and fun . . .sometimes. Today was one of those days where I really wish I could say exactly what was on my mind instead of having to be courteous and polite all the time. It wasn't so bad at first. The little kids just asked how much the monkeys were and told me they would buy one if they had the money. Then they started repeating everything. They asked if they could get monkeys for free a million times, they told me stupid little things about themselves that I really didn't care about, they talked to me constantly when they weren't repeating something for the uptenth time. Mostly they just tried to get me to give them a monkey for free or for less than 5 dollars. The thing about little kids is, they can't take a hint. You can ignore them all you want and they'll still blab away at you until the stars fall out of the sky. Honestly, I am not paid enough to put up with this kind of stuff. Nor am I paid enough to be a babysitter.

Needless to say, I nearly did a happy dance when they all fianlly left.