A Break-In at the Pool

It had rained the night there was a break-in at the pool. I was gingerly extracting a frog from the pool filter the next morning when the security guard ambled through the gates. He spoke quickly to the other lifeguard and then walked back up to the clubhouse.

“What was that about?” I called out. My co-worker walked over to me, wide-eyed.

“Apparently there was a break-in at the pool last night,” he said quietly.

“You’re not being serious,” I replied.

“The security camera clocked a heavyset guy wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap” he confirmed.

My co-worker and I immediately landed on the same conclusion. The description the security guard gave matched our boss exactly. There didn’t seem to be any remnants of danger, but we did take extra care in looking around the pool that morning.

It was around 2 o’clock when the screen door swung open and my boss sauntered through the doors.

“Do you think I’m stupid?” My co-worker demanded, arms crossed. I shot my boss a rueful look.

“What?” he asked.

“The break-in” I interjected quietly.

“Oh you think it was me?” my boss grinned.

“Well I don’t know who else knows how to get in,” I replied.

My boss shrugged, “I’m not worried about it. Maybe it’s someone who needed to use the bathroom or something.”

"At two in the morning? Wearing sunglasses?"

I was dubious.

My boss laughed.

"Like I said Kat, I'm not worried about it."

That conversation pretty much closed the door on the mysterious pool break-in, but all the lifeguards are still convinced that it was our boss.

Summer at the pool!