My condo has a pool. It’s a very nice pool. There’s a lap pool, a deep pool, a kiddie pool, a hot tub and a splash pad.
There are no lifeguards on duty, although the office window looks out onto the pool and the condo manager president likes to hang around and keep an eye on things.
The condo manager is really strict about glass, but they’re “don’t ask; don’t tell” about alcohol in plastic containers. And my three coworkers were in the deep pool, chilling, drinking frozen margaritas out of plastic cups with lids and straws. We were talking about work.
A lady showed up with her kids, who all went to play at the splash pad. She was watching her kids for ten minutes and then walked over to us. “Are you drinking?”
I was taken aback and answered, “does it matter?”
She said “it makes me uncomfortable. I don’t want my kids to see anything crazy.”
My friend, who also lives in the community said “crazy like what?”
“Like a fight or a drowning.” One of my friends started giggling, which she does when she’s uncomfortable. The lady pointed at her and said “See, she’s drunk. Does she live here?”
I said “no, but she’s my guest and that’s allowed. Go watch your kids. We aren’t being loud or disruptive.”
She said, “I could hear you from where I was standing.”
My friend that also lives here called her a nosy b**** and said to go watch her kids by the water if she’s worried about someone drowning. She got really mad, stormed off and made her kids dry off and they all left.
I feel bad about the kids, but were we really the bad guys?