Worst day...

kinda like the story of that kid whose goggles fell off and the snowblader ran em over but i had to let it out...

Alright so the whole day started bad and kept on getting worse and worse...first i had to be up at 830 which sucked my balls if i do say so...i headed over to the mountain to get ready for the 930 lessons(im an instructer) so were all lined up and i get an 8 year old partially deaf girl who was nice except she wasnt the best stopper in the world so when ever shed gett goin fast and pass me i oculdnt yell after her to stop becasue she couldnt hear me...so i had to chase her down and basically catch her...ok so not that bad...but the temp is warming up and are park was just redone and the sun is coming out
so right when i finish with that lesson im on my way to take a 10 minute break but as im heading inside my supervisor catches a glimps of me and runs over to me saying he needs me to teach a class for some chick who never showed up to teach....So this begins at about 11 oclock and because its the weekend and is a lesson that meets every week its an hour and a half lesson...and so for an hour and a half i had a 3 year old girl that would lay down every 3 seconds and id have to pick her back up...3 year olds just dont do things for an hour and a half...so by the end im like pleading her to just go up one more time and id promise it be the last (cause i thought it was)which essentially was like talking to a brick wall....so the farther told me...finally i get her up for one last run and she lays down at the top...and does the old limp dead eight trick where u pick her up and she dosnt stnad just tries to make u put her back down again...so i finally get her down for what i thought was going to be the last run... and her dad sees er and knows we have like 5 mintues still left...so he asks her if she wants to go up with her sister...and so now she wants to go up...so i take her up again and when we get to the top she starts saying..."i thought u said the last run was the last run" and i wjust kept saying me too...and she did her limp body thing again...ffinally get her down for the last time and we come to a stop and she starts shuffling away i told her we have to go find ur mom and dad and she says "im going home...bye bye" and keeps shuffling...now i dunn how she thought she was getting home but her dad finally came over...and i left...finally i get some time to rest and i go in and eat lunch...its about 1230 and the next line up to get lessons is at 1 so i take 1 run.....1 run the whole day....40 degrees ...longs sleeve shirt weather...and thats all i get...one run ....so line up for the 1 oclock lessons anad try to hide myself behind people so i dont get picked ofr a lesson....well it turns out the chick who didnt show up to teach had another lesson at one which the supervisor told me i had to take...so another 1 and a half hours goes by with 4 boys that are 9 years old and think they are professional.doing the worst wedge turns down the hill ive seen in a long time...

alright now for the finally the par t that finished my day off right...gim done with lessons and go into the instructors room to take off my boots and back up to leave caus ei hadda go do some errand shit with my sister....one of the other instructors kid (shes like 9 or 10 or something)is runnin around with all her little ski firends in the instructors rom...outta no where she just tackles one o fthe other instructors about my age....the girl that got tackled was like get off my i dont even know u...i thought it was pretty funny seeing how it wasnt me....but what to u know should thought twice....the girlll comes over to me and goes to like grab my hat...i push her back and tell dont touch me and she does her little game thing where they put a finger on ur arm or something and say im touching u im touching you im touching you...so i figure whatever let me get my boots and get outta here....i reach down to unbuckle and she grabs my hat which had my googles on it and tears it off my head sending my goggles flying throught the air over to the rubber matting which contains all the little pebbles that come of ur boots form the ground...i go pick them up and what do u know....fuckin gash in the lens the size of mountsaint helens...and i wouldnt have minded except ive had those goggles for about 2 years(they have fire lenses) and i had not one major scratch on htem....always made sure i put them in the bag and never touced the lense with my fingers....and because some fuckin 10 year old thinks its funny to take my hat off theyre now ruined....

well thats it....and i cant see my week getting any better with papers due all this next week...
not a good day