Aidan, a name originating in Ireland in 400 B.C that means fiery one. It has adorned soccer players, actors, and even a Patron Saint of the Diocese in Ferns. This name defines me because it is a cornerstone of an understanding of myself. When I think of person, I think of them as the sum total of their physical characteristics, personality traits, aspirations, and their name. My name is what I have always been called, and it is one of the ways I define myself. I am Aidan, I have always been Aidan, and I will alway be Aidan.
When you work for an organization like the YMCA, you are yourself and also a representative of a larger whole. At work you have to adhere to strict work codes, a blue shirt with your nametag on the right, athletic shorts, and nor piercings. I am a part of the work force, a part of the camp counselors, and a part of a positive image. Within that I have the freedom to express myself in small ways like creative socks and hats, but the regular Aidan has to be filtered down into a parent and child friendly version. There are aspects of my vernacular and personality that I have to omit or alter to fit into the work me. The me that hangs out with my friends and exercises after work is different from the me that makes sure the kids are engaged and having a good time.
