So, it’s moments like these when I’m at work, and there’s no one in the pool at all that makes me wanna be in Florida right now. Granted, there was a winter storm these past two days and people are scared of driving out there…but c’mon. I’m a lifeguard who is the only one on duty at a time. No one else. I go a little crazy at times, trying to entertain myself; it’s not working. Even if I was a lifeguard in WDW, I wouldn’t have to be by myself, and there would be other CM’s with me, and I would rotate and get breaks and all that jazz. I’m tired of sitting on a chair watching people swim. I’m tired of having the feeling that, while I did get trained and that only other trained lifeguards can sit on the chair, that’s just it: I’m sitting on a chair. I know, it’s part of “working class America,” but I feel like I’m destined for greater things than just sitting on a chair by myself watching other people swim. I don’t feel very productive. I wanna do theatre, but I can’t because in all reality it’s not a very good career to get into since a hit only comes once in a blue moon. I need to go out there and see the world for myself instead of sitting at home watching people on the travel channel do it for me! I have that itch that the tales of old have talked about, but I feel trapped like the caterpillar that my sister caught over the summer; eventually it died, without going through the metamorphasis stage. I don’t wanna be a caterpillar, I wanna “stretch my wings and flap my way to glory!” That’s about it.
Oh yeah, my point with this. I feel like this opportunity will be great for me, even though I may come back and realize how quiet life outside of the WDW College Program is. But I feel like this is a stepping stone for me to dive off and do wonders in the world.
The Return 