This weekend I was at work, i didn't happen to mention that it was ALL weekend.
There was a group of kids that decided to hold their breath under water for some reason, and I freaked out.
There was a group of kids that were trying to figure out who was going to be it for Marco Polo. They were trying to decide using the horrible technique of 1 2 3 not it. they were saying 1 2 3 not it for my whole shift... 15 minutes. I thought maybe the game they were actually playing now was 123 not it, but whatever.
Kids kept going under the lap lanes where the old ladies and men in speedos (which should be against the law) were side by side bobbing up and down until they go to the deep end and then would either doggy paddle or just turn around and head back and do that over and over. There were a group just right under me doing "stretches with their noodles". i have no idea what they were doing really. When it was time for me to rotate the guy behind me sat in the chair and I went to move to the next one, and I turned around and he was just staring at me and he called me over and got off the chair and asked me to sit. I didn't really want to because after the position I was about to be at, would be my break. He then told me that i'd still be like that but i'd just be sitting at the high chair then the low one. I asked him why and he told me the old ladies bathing suits were too revealing on top. and then he started to nod his head. Of course I caught on, he started going on a saga about how women shouldnt have saggy wrinkily boobs. I wasnt really listening to him.
The place I work at is really strict about rules. Kids can not have kick boards in the pool, and a group of dumb boys decided they were going to grab some and "surf" under water (basically stand on the kick board on the bottom of the pool and try and balance) the dumb part is, is that i've seen them every summer since i've been life guarding. They know better. Stupid boys.
So I had to get off the high chair because they wouldn't listen to my whistle, which I never use, and they wouldnt listening to me yelling at them. So I walked over to them pissed, and held out my hand. I was afraid to go off on them. I was soooo irritated. They looked at me all innocent, and I told them they know better, and they all looked at each other smirking. They handed me their kick boards, and honestly 15 minutes later the grabbed more.
There were girls across the pool that kept on hanging on each other and told them to stop hanging on each other and thier reply was "We're not hanging on each other, we're playing a game." I was dumb founded. I had no idea what to say. I just started laughing and looked away.
There were two chairs and one person sitting at each and a third person to rotate so we all would get a break at one point. A girl decided to take a 35 minute break. So I sat there for 35 minutes on the high chair, waiting, so it was like 3:50, and my break was suppose to start 5 minutes before, so now I only had 10 minutes. Its not that big of a deal, but she does this to ME a lot.
There was this (watching my french) meanie head loser that decided to sit next to my boss instead of rotating. He sat there for 3 hours not doing one thing. I was just as mad as my boss because she always complains about him. He was directing me what to do, and I got off the chair and went behind him and put my hands on his shoulders and bent down to his head and told him not to tell me what to do. My boss just sat there. she knows how much of a .... loser he really is. He looked so confused. Stupid bleach blonde guy that lays out at work, water polo "funny man".
Well this is not all that happen this weekend, but just the "good" parts.

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