you know what! And man, did it hurt. I was getting into the pool, kind of sitting on the side, and all of a sudden I felt this little sting on my rearous-endous. And, it kept getting worse. Finally I stood up, and there was a dead wasp in the gutter. Dead, and he still got me.
We've had an eventful week at the pool. Yesterday we had a bloody nose. Apparently my lifeguards missed the part of lifeguard class where they tell you to clean blood up with bleach. There's even a question about it on the test. Must have missed that one. A member decided to be funny. His friend was at the end of the board. He hopped up, ran to the and and tackled the guy off the board. All the while, my guard is blowing her whistle and telling him not to do it. I was hot, as it wasn't the first time he's been called down for this. Did I mention he's 19? I seriously let him have it and informed him he was old enough to know better. Had he done it again, he would have gotten kicked out in front of all of his friends. Funny thing is, he's not so bad when it's just his brothers there, but add friends (and especially the girls) into the mix, and it's just trouble.
The day before was an even bigger doozy. I was just sitting down to lunch w/Chris when I got a call. "Um....Jamie? Some kid just had diahrrea in the pool.....and there's a lot of it. What do I do?" There's still some debate over just what it was. Maybe vomit? Then, a kid got his hand slammed in the door. Well, not really slammed, so much as caught a little bit. I've never heard screams/crying quite like that, espcially out of a little boy. Turns out, he's overly dramatic. By the time I was done talking to him, he was already using his hand just fine, but still screaming bloody murder and crying. One of his counselors told me it was the 17th time he'd cried that day. No, that's not a typo. I wonder what Jr. High is going to be like for that kid? What else.........Oh yeah. Some little day care brat peed on the floor. Inside right in front of the vending machines. I kept thinking the boy's room was a terribly stinky mess and had someone check it out. Nope, not that. What could it be? Finally I noticed a yellow tinge to the puddle on the floor. Nice. My boss called to see if I was going to be at swimming lessons the next morning. Probably not since I'm not teaching swimming lessons in the mornings. Oh, well could I? Nope, sorry. He needed a sub, so I figured out a solution for him. I got to clean up a dead mouse. We all know my love of the stinkers. (if you'd like more detail, read this) BLECH!!! And, the day was topped off by a phone call from one of my guards who informed me that she broke her foot the night before and probably woudn't be able to work the rest of the summer. What a day!
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