Weight: 140 lbs
Eye colour: Blue-green
Hair colour: Sandy Brown
Hit points: 150
Special move: Story telling – super effective towards camper types.
Interests: Birds, videos, having a strong instagram game.
4.5/5 stars on Yelp.
“Stork redefines the word “art” which already doesn’t have a definition. He defines the undefinable.” – Stegosaurus
“Stork likes shorts because they are comfortable and easy to wear.” – Fennec
A day in the life of working with Stork:
I wake up. I go to Chapel at 7:40. Once chapel is finished I walk to the Lodge for breakfast. I drop my things off in the office. Enter Stork. We exchange good mornings and “how was your sleep?”. We chat for a bit and then go to eat breakfast. If we sit together it usually consists of the two of us sitting there in a tired daze while we listen to other people talk. He gets up exactly two times to get coffee.
We go into the office for the day. We sit down at our desks, side by side. He asks me what my plan is for the day. I tell him three things: photos, editing and gardening on sunny days. We turn on our laptops, put in our headphones and proceed to ignore everyone who walks into the office for the rest of the day. Just kidding, but only a little. After about half an hour of introvert time, I go out to take photos of whatever is going on that day. I spend an hour capturing memories and return to the office where I find Stork on his 4th cup of coffee. I sit down, plug in my memory card and get to work on editing the photos I just took. At this point, he is completely immersed in editing various videos. Now, seeing as we both like listening to music while working, it can get a little difficult trying to get each other’s attention. A lot of the time we resort to waving our hands about, yelling each other’s names or throwing the occasional pen cap until the other notices. To anyone else sitting in the office, I can only imagine how hilarious this looks. I guess you could say we have developed a pretty unique way of communicating.
Lunch. Down and out. Back to the office. Stork needs to use my camera. I tell him to buy his own. We have a discussion about how he has literally everything that he needs to take videos except for a camera. He takes my camera for an hour or two while I continue editing photos and making other social media posts. He returns. He asks me if we have posted anything on instagram. This normally goes 1 of 3 ways. A) I say, “Yes! I posted this and this and I may post this later!” He says, “Great.” B) I say, “No, I don’t think so.” He smiles at me, trying to hide the fact that he’s super annoyed at me. (Not actually). He says, “Okay, I got it.” He leaves. C) We both take a photo of the same thing and he beats me to uploading it to instagram. I’m sad.
Dinner. Afterwards, we go into the office, pack up our things for the night and head down to staff FLASH. Evening programming. Campfire. We take photos of the sunset and post them on our own instagrams. He gets more likes.
Stork, working with you has been such a great experience. What started as a work relationship, blossomed into beautiful friendship that I hope will last for a long time. You are one of the kindest, most genuine souls I have met and I can’t imagine life without your friendship. At times, you are exactly what I need and I thank you endlessly for that. I will truly miss sitting beside you every day in silence. Okay, only partial silence. My co-worker, my teammate, my best friend. Thank you.