I used to say that I found pools annoying and don't understand why people like them so much. Now that I'm older and have matured a little bit, I still find pools annoying and don't understand why people like them so much.
When you're young — I'm talking, third, maybe fourth grade — pools make sense. You're on summer vacation. You're high on Baby Bottle Pops. You have no concept of inflation or male pattern baldness or Ticketmaster fees or any of the other couple hundred things that piss off adults. You have nothing better to do with your day than jump into a massive public bath, fill your mouth with as much of that pee water as your Grandma-pinched cheeks can hold, and spit it out at your friends when the lifeguard isn't watching. It's peak childhood.
But once you turn a certain age — say 17, maybe 18 — being at a pool with your friends really just means standing around in the water and talking. Which is fine. Talking is what adult friends normally do anyways. But if I had the choice to either be wet or not be wet for that interaction, I'd probably take the "not wet." The options are either, "Stand in a circle and talk to your friends, or stand in a circle and talk to your friends while your toes simultaneously get pruny." I'll let you choose there.
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