Too Spiritual?

It’s been a while since I last wrote. This would be because of a lack of ideas on what to write. In fact I still have no idea what to write on. This is partly due to the fact that I am in a horribly bad mood. I have had the recent opportunity of losing a friend due to the reason that I am too spiritual. I’m not kidding. I was asking how to get out of a bad mood, and he said beer, and I turned that down. Then he said sex. I said, no that will push me into a deeper bad mood. Now him being every much a Mormon as I am, he asked why. I told him it was due to the fact that I would feel guilty due to sinning. Well then he said well I think you are far too spiritual for us to be friends… sweet. That’s a first. Well I guess I’m glad that I found out and didn’t put too much more into it. ::)

Recent Storm

In a couple of days I have the opportunity to turn 21. Okay it’s not really an opportunity. It’s happening whether or not I want it to. This day comes every year, June 13^th. This year is especially special, the 13^th comes on a Friday, and I’ll be turning 21. Originally I was really excited for this day. I was going to do a 21 themed Vegas type party, it was going to be awesome. Well as my birthday has been approaching, less and less of me has wanted to party. In fact I’m not even getting work off. I have no desire too. I was trying to figure out why this was. Then it hit me… I’ve never really been away from home on my birthday (okay except for the one where I was in Australia, but that doesn’t count, I mean it was Australia). Birthdays have always been a really big family day for me. We always do a huge family thing. Okay maybe not huge, but dinner is always together and we always do stuff together. So I’m extremely homesick. In fact I don’t really want to do anything on my birthday. I’m excited because my mom is sending me packages daily. So my birthday is going to be spread out. And she spoils me. I got the first today (it was a new swim suit to teach in, only I would be excited for that). So I’ve slowly been working myself into a bad mood because I’m not with my family, and most of my friends are gone. Luckily I have Becky here for me (and others… you know who you are). She sings me happy birthday every time I open a package (strict instructions from my Mom). It’s just slightly funny to me that a birthday is creating such a bad mood. Oh well… I’ll get over it!

Tribute to Michael Scott

So a previously mentioned, I am a lifeguard. Being a lifeguard I am privy to many conversations that otherwise I would not be allowed in on. It is fun to sit on stand and watch people’s lives. I have to find a way to entertain myself while sitting on the stand, in fact I often make up soap operas in my head. Maybe I will fill you in on those later. However, a lot of the time, I just overhear phrases that often make me laugh. What some people say… sometimes you just have to wonder if they are just darn near stupid. Often lines are translated into a Michael Scott references “that’s what she said” (though sometimes I change it to that’s what HE said). Some are better than others obviously, but I’m going to start with just a few.

One day I was sitting on stand, and I see this family playing together and they have a fairly large inner tube. They are playing around putting the babies up on it (now tubing isn’t extremely fun seeing as we just have a pool, no slides that allow tubes or anything). Well I was watching them and I see one of the boys look at his friend and say, climb up on that. Now these are not big boys, they are kind of small probably 6 or 7. So the boy looks over and says “Awe man… you want me to climb on that?!?” Haha… all I could think in my head was that’s what she said. Seriously… what else could you get from that?

Another scenario… Enter into a pool yet again (obviously). I’m teaching a lifeguarding class this time. Well these kids are learning how to do spinals. A spinal is when someone injures their head, neck or back. It is a long (supposed to be fast, but takes a while when teaching people) process that involves a lot of steps. So I explain all the steps once and show how it’s done with help and a volunteer to be the victim. After I’m finished explaining, I have them break in to groups. I go off to watch the first group. While they are attempting the seemingly impossible, the first rescuer makes his save. Then the second rescuer goes over to sink the board. While after trying unsuccessfully a few times, he looks at me and goes, “How the heck am I supposed to do this?” Haha… that’s what she/he said!

Okay so I definitely saved the best one for last. Once again we are doing spinal saves, but this time I’m just recertifying lifeguards that have been at this for a while, there was not a huge need for explanations. I was watching them to make sure everything was being done right. I am good friends with all of these people because I work them. Well as the girls are about to pull the board out of the water, another lifeguard looks at them and says, “Would you like me to be the third and get on the back?” Okay… say it with me now… That’s What He Said!!!! Seriously… that is the only thing you could get from that. Okay so honestly, I yelled it this time, I couldn’t hold it in. :)

Wendy Peffercorn?

I am a lifeguard. I take great pleasure in saying the previously stated sentence. It means a lot to me, I am highly trained, I take it seriously and I love what I do. I get paid to sit around in a swimsuit and get a tan. I watch stupid people make stupid mistakes and get paid good money to do it. I swear all I do all day is yell walk. In fact I’m pretty sure most the kids at the pool think I only know a few phrases, walk being the number one. In fact most days I feel like a broken record. But once we get past that, I do actually love my job. It has knowledge on how to save people’s lives. Not only do I know that, but I love to study it. Recently I went and got my Lifeguarding Instructor Certification. This means that I can now teach lifeguarding classes, and instruct today’s youth on how to also save lives.

I feel like I have a new found power that slightly scares me. I have been recertifying a lot of old lifeguards that just need to stay current. This is totally fine to me. I don’t mind this at all, they already have the knowledge, so they just ask a few questions, take the tests, and we are good. However, I helped out teaching an actual lifeguarding class this past week. I was only there a couple days, but I was left alone to teach what you do if you think someone has hurt their spine. This is a long and complicated process that you have to do completely perfect in order to ensure that you don’t injure the victim anymore. Also this has to be done super fast in order to keep the victim comfortable and make sure they are breathing. Well I wasn’t given a whole lot of time to teach this, so I taught it the best I could, trying to pass on all my knowledge to these wanting minds (not, they didn’t really want to be there at this point). Well a couple of these kids I work with.

This is a good and bad thing. Good, because a couple of the people are actually really good at what they have learned. They totally understood what I was saying and did everything with complete confidence. The bad side is because some of these people can’t save someone’s lives if their live depended on it. They did well enough to pass the test and all, don’t get me wrong, they just froze up a bit under pressure. I had to calm them down before they could think properly. So when I have a shift with these people at work it may cause me some issues. That I will have to get over.

But back to the good. Today I showed up to work and the supervisor told me that they had the first spinal rescue of the year. I was like wow, I wish I had been here (I’ve never been a part of one before in all my years of guarding). She was like yeah, Emily did it (name has been changed). Well Emily is a girl that I taught to do spinals yesterday and I certified today. She had been on duty for like 15 minutes for the first time ever when it happened. Well apparently it all went smoothly and she did an amazing job. But wow… talk about responsibility. (Oh by the way, the kid had just hit his head and after EMS checked him out, he went back to playing). I mean seriously, I trained that girl. If I had taught her wrong something could have gone totally wrong. Hmmm… You never saw anything like that in the Sandlot… Blast!

People's Minds?

Forgive me while I get in my fill of ranting. I have a slight problem with married men currently (not all, I'm sure not all of you are completely pig headed). I had the experience of watching 30 rock for the first time. Hilarious show by the way, I rather enjoyed it. However, there were a few too many instances of married men either hitting on a woman, staring at a womans chest or trying to get in bed with another woman. I mean seriously... I know it happens, but do we have to make it seem like it is alright? There are people that actually think this is okay. There have been occasions when out of sheer boredom I wander into a chatroom (like I said, complete boredom). This is not even that entertaining especially with all the "Hey, asl? Are you Hot?"s. I mean seriously, get a life and get over your hornyselves. As if that wasn't bad enough, we then get the men that start to hit on you, and then they say something, and somehow it comes out that they have a wife. Yes, their wives aren't satisfying them, so they head on to chatrooms to get their jollies? Apparently. Who knew?

Well as if this weren't bad enough. One man that I talked to told me that his wife encouraged this... ha liar. I wish I could talk to your wife to tell her what you are doing while she is sleeping at night. Seriously, it's enough to make you not want to get married. Well here is the best experience for you. One day while I was in class, I was looking for a study partner. I meet this absolutely gorgeous man (you see where this is going, I know you do), I look for a ring, and low and behold, there isn't one! Yes I'm in luck. Well we start being study partners. In fact, I start spilling my life to him, taking him slurpees at work, all this stuff. Well after about 2 months of this friendship, he mentions his wife. Woah! Rewind, what?!? I mean this man has been sitting on my couch, we have hung out and this is the first time he bothers to mention that he is married? Freak. Come to find out, his wife was pregnant. He isn't happy in his marriage. I mean wow. Here is the best part. She thinks they have the best marriage in the world. That is one wife I wish I could open her eyes. It's not my place though. I just hope he gets a hold of himself before he ruins her life, and their kids lives.

How is a girl supposed to survive in this world? After all this I'm supposed to want to get married and trust the guy I'm with? I mean how the heck am I supposed to do this? Seriously. Where does your mind go with this? How despicable can you get? I mean even if you aren't happy, then get yourself counseling. I just pray everyday that I will meet a guy that will show me that I can trust him. That is all I can hope for. Wow... some guys...