On race week… deep breaths, deep breaths… 
I’ve noticed that in the library. People these days are so dam rude.
He wasn’t quite as lean or as clean cut as the kid in your picture.
Yeah, when I was little it was just a given that YOU DIDN’T TALK LOUDLY IN THE LIBRARY. The other day, even the LIBRARIAN was speaking loudly. WTF?!
Oh, I thought of another REALLY good one…little kids on planes who SCREAM! I’m not talking babies who don’t know any better…I’m talking the five-year-old who is pissed because their DVD just stopped. What’s worse is the parents who allow it.
This kid must have been a train wreck. Hopefully, he doesn’t urinate in the pool. I seriously doubt it though. Next time if you see this kid set him up with a special towel that you put away for this special day. Rub fiberglass insulation into the towel. He most likely will be itching for days.
I’m O.K. that was just one bad part of a great day and it only gets better tommorow. 3 hour workday into a very long weekend.
That story was so bizarre that I had to share it here. I was starting to think that stuff like that only happened to Record10Carbon.
THrow a hot cup of coffee in his face next time - he won’t do it again.
"I was starting to think that stuff like that only happened to Record10Carbon. "
Naaa, Record10Carbon would have beaten the kid up with a tire iron that he carries in back pocket while riding one of his 900 bikes.
Seriously, the only thing worse than kids playing in the lane are the lame-ass, oblivious-as-shit parents who have no control over their obnoxious little offspring. I have had the same problem with kids at my pool, except they like to swim under me. Nothing a good knee to the forehead won’t fix…
He’s trying to help you for the open water pack swimming - you’ll have a lot more to worry about than going round a chubby teenager out there…
ROFLMAO I wonder what Chip has to say about that. I bet if he has a tire iron in his back pocket that it is Custom titanium from Litespeed.
Oh crap… now he is going to beat me up.
I have no problems with rough open water swims. I wish that my runs went as well.
My big problem today was not necesarilly him cutting though my lane because that has happened before and will happen again. I just can’t believe he used my towell.
But he forgot his, what’s he supposed to do? Use paper towels? Geesh!!
One Word:
MASTERS !
I yelled at him “WHAT ARE YOU DOING THAT IS MY TOWELL!?!?” He said “Sorry I did not bring one, I’m done with it, you can have it back.”
You can have it back…ROTFLMAO!
This couldn’t be any funnier if you just made it up.
Funny, since it didn’t happen to me, I mean. 
What was even funnier was when I returned back to work I told the story to an 83 year old man. And he asked “Did you hit him?” I said no, then he said “I would have kicked his ass.” The 83 year old man only weighs about 130 pounds and had 2 knee replacements the picture of him trying to kick someones ass if funnier than anything that happened in that locker room.
An excellent reason for me to learn fly.
If you hit the kid he will tell his parents and you will be arrested & most likly a lawsuit will be started. These days you can’t do anything.
…little kids on planes who sit and kick the back of your seat. After the third time, I get up, turn around and threaten to rip their legs out of their sockets. Then I’ll whap the parents in the head with the little leg. (Yes, I hate kids, except for my nephew who is 17 and has manners.)
People on the friggen bus who get on and stand in the front and block everyone else from getting on.
People who stand right in front of the elevator doors and rush into the elevator before the people in the elevator can get out. We have a guy who does that here and he’s been flattened a couple of times. (No, he’s not a lawyer.)
Old women who sit naked in the steam room without a towel. I don’t care what they do in your country–put a friggen towel down!
Same damned women who feel the need to do loud breathing/voice exercises or arm flinging exercises in the steam room. Thankfully they don’t do it in the dry sauna.
People who stand in front of the entrance to a building chatting and blocking the doorway for everyone else.
Whew! I feel much better now!