Interlude: Weekend, again

Day 44. 160 pages, 75,287 words. No change.

Been a nice enough weekend. Saturday night we played the Game of Thrones board game with some friends (the day was won by Mrs. Hatboy playing the Baratheons), and today we’re going to make some jelly and go for a walk in the forest and maybe, just maybe, I’ll get to write some book this afternoon.

Saturday during the day, Wump and I went to the Flamingo swimming pools for the last time, at least for a while. The reason, more of this bullshit Finnish attitude towards regulations to the utter detriment of common sense.

Wump has been going on the water slides since she was three years old. Sitting in my lap, of course, and with her inflatable water wings on, but she’s a pretty reasonable swimmer and the slides are the only thing that make Flamingo worth going to and paying such an exorbitant price to get in. And yes, there is a sign saying you have to be ten to use the slide.


This, as Mrs. Hatboy pointed out, is even if you are a juniors swimming champion. If the kids on that slide were all over ten, I’ll eat my hat. And we have been there, as I say, about twenty times in the past two years, and never had a problem.

Saturday, though, we got the whistle. And the “stay off the slide, it’s too dangerous.”

Here’s a thought. How about you come save us if and when we are drowning, and until then, you fuck off you officious pain in the balls?

The good news is, I vented to family and friends (including a swimming pool lifeguard), and found a new pool to go to. I want Flamingo to know their overzealous rule-adherence has cost them a customer, and I’d like to be able to lay it specifically on that incompetent moron of a lifeguard, but I’ll settle for just not giving them any more of my money.

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1 Response to Interlude: Weekend, again

  1. aaronthepatriot says:

    Well, this is what you get when you live in a damn Communist country, instead of the land of the free, home of the brave! And get off my lawn, too, while you’re at it!

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