I last week (and yesterday) off from work for a little much-needed break. I had no real travel plans like I normally do for vacation. Instead, Amy and I saw some movies, visited New Hope, went to the pool several times, went to a Mets game (they lost), bought Amy a new television, spent time with her family, toured a vineyard and winery, and shopped for food.
My apartment complex has a pool. When I moved in — three years ago? — I received two passes but never used them until now. I should have been visiting the pool a long time ago. It’s very relaxing and feels perfect on a hot day. Unfortunately, the pool is surrounded by pine trees, so needles seem to make their way into the water.
It could be worse; I distinctly remember being on a school trip while in high school or middle school, and on the way back from our destination, we stopped at a public pool where classmates discovered used tampons swimming in the water.
Compared to that, my community pool is paradise. Now, it’s back to work.
That’s…. nast.
hey, you don’t wanna know what kinds of things i’ve found in the pool and in the skimmer baskets, etc. when i was a lifeguard… i almost lost my breakfast a few times…
I *do* wanna know actually. What can be worse than tampons? Go on, I’m intrigued.
There’s always dead animals, but my guess is guy-related “stuff”. Yooouuuuu know what I mean. Don’t make me come out and say it on this family-themed website.
well, i consider the dead animals (with and without hair), band-aids, puke, etc. much more disgusting than tampons. but that’s just me.