i'm a camp counselor

i've been in DC for two days...i am exhausted...i thought that herding around graduate students, who are actually my peers would be easy. instead, i feel like the nazi camp counselor. i'm sorry, if you're in grad school on this type of trip, it is your responsibility to be somewhere on time, your responsibility to be ready to leave on time. not ready? not there? too bad! oh, am i walking too fast? could it be you need to need to get your ass in gear? seriously, don't bitch at me for having to walk ten blocks. oh? your shoes are uncomfortable? sounds like a bad decision to me. besides, my stylish but void-of-support italian shoes ain't too comfortable either. face it, it's the price of style in the city.
but otherwise i am having fun,