For the past six weeks someone has pooped in the pool at the YMCA (Adam is the Aquatics Director) every Friday night (and an occasional Wednesday night). Most times the life guard finds it in the gutters as they close for the night. One time it was found the next morning and the last time a lap swimmer thought it was a headband on the bottom of the pool. When he dove down to pick it up, well...I am sure you can gather what happened.
When fecal material (as Adam calls it) is found, the pool must be closed for at least 12 hours and a whole host of chemicals and procedures must be carried out. This interrupts the pools schedule: swim lessons, aquatics classes, etc. This isn't the worst of it though. It also puts Adam in a terrible mood.
The most intriguing aspect of this situation is nobody ever comes forward and confesses. So this person takes a dump in the pool, doesn't tell anyone, and then returns the next week to swim in his/her own feces. Disgusting!
I told Adam I would go with him to watch for the pooper. I was half kidding but I guess he took me seriously. So Friday night we went on the Great Poop Stakeout. We sat on the bleachers at the Y and watched the swimmers. Adam identified a few suspects but thankfully the evening was feces free. The only downside is I am sure we will be there next Friday night.
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That is one of the worst stories I've heard. Good luck finding the Pooper. Wish I were crafty. I'd make you guys Poop Patrol badges.
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