I was disappointed that I hadn't gotten a call back from the YMCA to return to my job as a camp counselor. The building was huge and no one was helpful. I saw the men I needed to talk to. They gestured for me to go away. I asked for directions and for a dog. I got lost and started crying. I found the orientation room. There was a test to see if we were prepared. I almost got bit by a weimaraner. I wasn't prepared.
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