Sunday, June 21, 2009
Adventures In Lifeguarding
Baby!Bro was doing gopher work this afternoon for the university department where he works, signing tiny children up for a swim class.
A woman approached him, clutching a handful of papers and dragging a little nine-year-old by the hand.
Baby!Bro goes through the forms she hands him, and notices that she's missing the physical form that is required before kids can participate in the program.
So being the polite young man he is, he says "Ma'am, you've got all the right forms here except for the one about the physical."
She leans forward, a crazy gleam in her eye. "No, no, these were all the forms I was given."
Baby!Bro remains calm. "That's fine, we are going to have a doctor here tomorrow and we can do the physical right here at the pool. Not having the form today won't keep her from being in the program."
The gleam turns from crazy to crazy and angry. "But I never received that form!!"
At this point, Baby!Bro makes a tactical error, considering who he's dealing with. He gestures towards her fist full o' papers. "Maybe I could look through all those papers you have there? It's a pretty generic form so you might just have missed it in the midst of everything."
"You stupid C*NT!" shrieks the woman, directly in Baby!Bro's face, and then she turns around and drags her child out of the building, throwing over her shoulder that "If my daughter gets hurt while she's here I don't want you touching her."
As he's standing there, blinking, the next woman in line leans forward and tells him that "It's maybe too late to say this, but if my son gets hurt while he's here this week, you can definitely help him."
The next next woman in line nods, and adds, "Don't feel bad. She's a real b!tch."
Poor Baby!Bro. The drama never ends.
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