Well, my handsome young son has graduated from high school (yippee!!!), and has started his summer job.
He’s a lifeguard for the community pools. And he’s driving a firebird , with (just in case there was a single police officer w/in 70 miles that didn’t notice him) a black light in the back window.
He’s 6’2", light brown hair, blue eyes, and yes, somehow or n’other lots of young females are swooning over him.
however, that’s a subject for a different thread.
We’re hanging out, I ask him how his day was. Well, some of those kids at the pool, well. jeez.
''like there’s these two who were just fighting at each other all day, and I finally had to split them up and say ‘I don’ t care who started it, who did what, **I’m ** finishing it. You- over there, and you- stay over here…"
he doesnt’ notice, but I start to have trouble keeping my laughter in…
“and then there was this one kid - man, he was a pain. He kept on splashing, and I kept on telling him not to splash, and he like argued with me about it, and would say ‘this isn’t really splashing’ and as soon as he thought I wasn’t looking, there he’d be, splashing again…”
and I said " quote I didn’t kick it, I merely pushed it with my foot"
He recognized the quote… 
This is going to be fun.
