Life is full of funny ironies. I would have missed this one if not for Daryl noticing it.My boss signed us newbies up for a class to become Certified Pool Operators. We have to inspect pools (twice each between Memorial Day and Labor Day), and I guess he figured this was the best way to get us ready.
I just spent 2 gruelling days learning about Flow Meters, Pool Volumes, Titration, Sludge Diatomaceous Filters, dosing the pool with chlorine and bromine and sodium whatevers, and Pool Illnesses, just to list a FEW of the things we covered. We had our final test this afternoon, which I am relieved to report that I made 55/60, which Daryl says is a good solid 92% right.
I can now put the official initials, CPO, after my name.
The irony is, I don't swim.
4 comments:
Carol,
Get Thee to the Y!
Never too late to learn.
Love, a
I have had college swim classes, friends have tried to teach me to swim, and I have spent countless hours in the pool with my kids. Ain't happenin'! :-)
oh well, it was worth a shot...
Daughter,
Congrats on the excellent grade and all the learning you did. And as the old adage goes, "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree" in re: to the swimming lessons, etc.
Love you,
Ma
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