What is wrong with me? I’m in a pool. I’m already wet. Why does it bother me so much? I have no idea. I can laugh at it now, but I can’t laugh at it when I’m in the pool. There is one guy who I have secretly nicknamed “The Splasher.” I’m not entirely sure how he physically splashes so much. I like to assume that if people splash that much that I would have no trouble beating them if we were Olympic competitors. That thought helps a little.
Splashers in the pool and people who ride their bikes on the side walk are really the […]