So my brother called me this morning about the pool. He always starts his phone conversations with me like this:
WHAT'S GOING ON?! (I love him!)
Told him not much, just getting off work (It's 7am).
Him: You will never believe how incredibly mad I am! (did not use those words)
I said, Uh oh... What happened?
Him: The baby (She's 6) came in yesterday afternoon and said, Daddy, Daddy! I can't see the bottom of the pool!
(It looked like this when he left for work the nigh before last evening)
He asked her, WHAT?! and she stated again, She could not see the bottom of the pool so he got up, went outside and found this You guys ready for this one?
The story goes... The baby sitter was in a mud wrestling contest with the neighbor girl. So when she got back to his house, instead of hosing off, she jumped in his pool and this is what happened! So now he's got to SLAM it and spend the money on SLAM'ing it, not to mention the time it takes to clean the filter and vac the pool and his baby can't use it (she's the reason he doesn't drive through it with his truck) and he's still cussing. He asked me if I'd be mad and I told him that he'd hear me from his house if someone covered in mud jumped in my pool. OMG!!! I told him, I would have her out there vacuuming the pool, adding the bleach, testing the water, cleaning the filter AND dragging her out of bed to do the OCLT at 5am to complete the SLAM. (It's his GF's little sister) lol He said, he's NOT paying her to babysit over this fiasco!
I couldn't help but laugh after I got off the phone... Only because it's not my pool but dang!