Is Saturday over yet?

Wow its been a while since I have had a Saturday like yesterday. Was it a full moon? It had looked like it would be a typical fun day filled with the Christmas in July theme at the pool. I have to say Christmas music is the best thing to listen to anytime (yes I know its summer but we should listen to it more often). The guards were all dressed up in reindeer hats, elf shoes and santa hats. Good old Bing was a singing in the background and the kids were having a great time.

Life was merry until the brown paper bag arrived in the arms of the front desk staff. "Where do we put needles?" is the question I hear. Yup someone had left their 4 needles and crack pipe at the pay phone in the lobby (am I still in chilliwack?). After we dispose of the goods said owner comes up to say he needs his bag for the phone numbers on it...ya right, use a phone book buddy because those needles definately did not have any digits on them.

Suddenly...two kids can be seen running out the back doors outside of the pool followed in hot pursuit by a lifeguard who quickly yells "Kim can you guard/!" before disappearing. OK..hmmm, seems said kids are playing a game of cat and mouse using their friends on the inside to give them the advantage. Killer Kim to the rescue, we prepare a pre-emptive strike by cornering them in a pinscher movement (don't I sound like a cop!), and now we have two little juveniles looking to leave our building but not of course before we take a very large knife from one of them. Very recreational sort of equipment to be bringing to a family facility perhaps we should start having a shooting range here as well. Unfortunately our little buddy who owned the knife thought he had rights to it.

"you have one chance to give me my knife back, its a present from my grandfather"

"_________ we will give your knife back to your parents or your grandfather when they come by to pick it up"

"You can't my grandfather's dead" its sad but almost funny to be having this conversation that is going no where. He kept asking we kept denying him . So we tell them to leave, which leads buddy to jump the front counter to get said item as we phone the police. Funny how the threat of police action sends little people running. Sure enuf the police arrive to find them gone but hey Mr. Crack pipe is still here outside sunning himself on the back forty. Everyone always leaves our centre with happy smiles (we just don't always know how htey got there hahaha)

Its only 4pm and now I have a fight in the guys change room between two people accusing each other of theft. Problem is solved by getting both out of the washroom to swear and shout at each other in front of me (felt like a ref at a boxing match) to which I get called a F_ing cunt (hate that word) and the wallet is returned. What is going on today?

Oh the night ended with a car theft, a half naked man swimming?/seizing in our pond outside , who when told to get out did a happy dance around the parking lot and ran away and the police being called two more times. And people want me to move to Chilliwack. Well at least the night flew by and hey I got to meet some very interesting people.