One of the reasons I hate swimming in outdoor community/development pools is the lifeguard glare you get when you come in with all your gear, prepared to swim and hour or two. :banana: I've been swimming outside for 25 years in the summer, and find that the guards are mostly all the same - texting, playing ball, sleeping, eating. Heaven forbid, they have to sit up and watch a swimmer. I feel like they really hate when I walk in because they have to actually do their job. I've treated them to lunch, ice cream, treats and some are fine, but overall, they are mostly very lazy. I tell them I had a guard cert, (I can swim better than almost all of them!), and they don't have to sit in the chair, or even watch, but I still feel the glare. I've even encountered a few occasions when the sun was shining and guards claimed they heard thunder. What happened to the good old days when guards sat in the chair and did their job without resentment? I only see that type of mentality at the indoor pools. On rainy days, they really give me the evil eye. :badday:
PWB, maybe it is a Northeastern mentality. While in Florida, I don't sense that kind of attitude at all when swimming outdoors, but in NJ, people wake up in the morning with attitude. However, while swimming in Florida during my last visit, (in a rather large pool) this stupid dad was playing Marco Polo with his kids (of course they gravitated towards the right hand side where I was hugging the wall), and as I swam by, suddenly I felt myself being lifted up and carried about 6 feet across the water! The stupid dad claimed he thought I was one of his kids (ages 6 to 9). Now, I'm a 5'6" female, in good form.
This is the funniest thing I've read today.:rofl:
PWB, maybe it is a Northeastern mentality. While in Florida, I don't sense that kind of attitude at all when swimming outdoors, but in NJ, people wake up in the morning with attitude. However, while swimming in Florida during my last visit, (in a rather large pool) this stupid dad was playing Marco Polo with his kids (of course they gravitated towards the right hand side where I was hugging the wall), and as I swam by, suddenly I felt myself being lifted up and carried about 6 feet across the water! The stupid dad claimed he thought I was one of his kids (ages 6 to 9). Now, I'm a 5'6" female, in good form.
This is the funniest thing I've read today.:rofl:
