I had a horrible day. I had to make two 911 calls, and not the kind for which I could use my new CPR skills.
I got flashed, got called every name under the sun, and had death threats made against me. My camp kids were all nearby. That was all less upsetting than the fact that when I went for help, I got laughed at by one person who should have (a) been concerned and (b) been supportive.
@%#*(%^&!
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