Alright so obligatory "this didn't actually happen today, but rather several years ago"
I'll try and keep the back ground short. When I was 15 I was a volunteer camp counselor at a day camp where I live. The camp had two age groups 5-9 and 10-13 ( I can't remember the exact ages). Being 15 at the time I was volunteering with he younger age group however I would sometimes help out with the older camp (It was a bit more fun, more complex games and stuff). I became good friends with one of the first year counselors of the older camp and because we looked quite a bit alike people would often mistake us for being brothers. We shall call this counselor Archibald. Still background. Archibald and I went on to win awards for first time counselor and volunteer of the year at the organization. The following summer I was old enough to work as a counselor and used my award from the previous year to secure a job as a first year counselor for the junior camp. Archibald moved on from the organization and went with a better paying job. I'll add that the "day camp" was at a conservation area about a forty minute bus ride from the organizations main headquarters. Both junior and senior camps would play games and hang out in the same (ish) area but on one night of the week the senior camp would have a sleep over at the conservation area and spend the following day at a different side of the lake the camp was at. The camp also had canoes which we would take campers out in around the lake. Okay that should be it for back ground, now for the story line of the FU.
It was the second last day of camp. Not only was the camp week ending but the entire summer. The day started off just as any other would with the long bus ride to the camp. This morning however Archibald had come back for the day because another counselor was sick (or had to move in to uni, I can't remember, and it doesn't matter). I was pretty excited as I hadn't been able to hang out with my "brother" in a long time. We decided to get back to our normal shenanigans. Doing stupid things to entertain the campers and what not. This is where it all went downhill. Archibald and I were getting ready to take some junior campers out in the canoes, when we came up with the brilliant (at the time) taking one of the kids from the senior camp and having everyone freak out when they do a buddy count and someone doesn't have a buddy. So we decided to pick one of the campers who was a regular and would be down for this before we got in the canoes (with two each junior campers) we even grabbed an personal flotation device (ya know safety first) for the senior camper. We set out on our journey to the other side of the lake where the senior camp was packing up their tents and stuff from their sleep over. It was only about a 10 min canoe. We reached the docs and like a stealth ninja I entered the camp. I was extremely cautious to stay out of site of any of the other counselors as it would ruin the "amazing" prank. I located the target, and like a pedophile in the bushes of a playground I lured him over to me. I explained the "genius" prank, and for some bizarre reason he was game. We snuck past all the other campers and counselors and made it back to the canoes. We high tailed it out of there laughing about how "hilarious" it is going to be when the other counselors do a head count or buddy check and find one of the campers is missing. As we where canoeing back to the shore by the junior campsite it hit Archibald and I how TERRIBLE of a prank this was. We picked up the pace and where stroking harder than a horny 14 year old to get to shore. As we paddled back to shore wind had picked up made canoeing across very difficult. We decided the best option would be for me to run with the senior camper to the bridge which crossed the lake to the senior side and try get them back before anyone noticed. As soon as the bow hit the shore I jumped out grabbed the senior camper and we sprinted like our lives where on the line to the senior camp. As we reached the bridge I could see the camp supervisor storming across from the other side. They where rightfully filled with more anger and rage than the hulk. They grabbed the camper yelled at me quickly saying things like "Why?", "What is wrong with you?", "What would make you think this was a good idea", "I'll be talking to you later" as she quickly returned to the senior camp. I quickly apologized and returned to my junior campers.
I'll end this by saying I went on to have a sit down meeting the next day and the tl;dr version is because I was a great counselor and no previous problems along with the fact that it was the last day of camp I wasn't fired. (YAY!) And finally at the year end (summer end) banquet I received the first year counselor of the year award....yeah the guy who kidnapped a kid was still apparently better than all the other first year counselors.
tl;dr rookie camp counselor at junior camp, canoes across to the senior camp, kidnaps a camper, everyone freaks out, instant regret, not fired, wins award.
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