The Days are Numbered
Yesterday, I went to Lagoon A Beach. I have to fit in as many visits between now and Labor Day as possible because when winter comes, I'll need many beach memories to keep me warm.
I had an interesting, albeit uninitiated by me, conversation with a young female lifeguard yesterday:
As I sat eating my Subway sandwich on a chaise lounge near Mooch's Mainstream (aka the "Lazy River" or "Endless River"), she was walking back and forth along the river's edge, guarding it.
LG: Subway is expensive here!
Me: Yes, it is.
LG: Did you see the woman that broke her neck?
Me: No.
LG: Yeah, she was coming down Outrigger, and broke her neck.
Me: That's terrible.
LG: Yeah, it happened just a few minutes ago. She was really, really big - it took about 10 lifeguards to get her on the backboard and get her down.
Me: I don't like the sound of that.
LG: Yeah, it's sad, but kind of exciting for us. We get so BORED! It's nice to see some action. Sometimes I'll just sit here and hope someone starts to drown so I can jump in the water.
Me: Really.
LG: Yes, but it's the end of summer and we're only open a few more days. School starts on Wednesday so the pool will be closed starting then except for weekends.
Me: That's too bad.
LG: I'm done with school so I'm excited not to be going back. Oh! Did you just see that someone broke their leg, or maybe just their foot. Over there on those slides.
Me: What the hell is going on?
LG: There is a Mexican over there just drinking beer. I keep telling him, "you can't drink that here" but he keeps drinking. I guess he doesn't understand me.
Me: You might say, "Quiero una cerveza, por favor?"
LG: What?
Me: Nevermind, he's probably out.
At this point, for the first time in my life, I understood the Carl's Junior advertising campaign of "Don't bother me, I'm eating."
(And for the record, b-lo was there for this too, and participated in the converstation, but I took editorial license and made it a dialogue for my own ease.)
Today's Song: Smoke From A Distant Fire, Sanford & Townsend
3 Comments:
Believe me, I was just as stunned by her open dialogue as you were. Remember when she said "Thank God." I didn’t think young Utah girls even knew that word. The whole encounter was bizarre.
Today's blog could have been a photo essay. Sundays at Lagoon-a-Beach have no end of intense people watching. It's hard to even keep a simple train of thought there.
Can sister come next week? I could share horror stories! I probably know her!
People watching at Lagoon-a-Beach is a dream! Truthfully, I've never been anywhere else that made me feel so good about myself.
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