Here's to summer. Photo Socotra.
We have a hurricane coming this way. Doesn’t look like we will get smacked, though the Carolinas should not be so sanguine about their prospects. We will get soaked, though, and that is not so bad a prospect, though it will make the last days at poolside problematic.
I was happy to get a decent swim in to close the day. I had just completed the World’s Weirdest Job Interview. I won’t go into it in any detail, but it featured a Chinese linguist in an astonishing playsuit with a squirming three year old in the conversation nook of the Willow.
Old Jim did not approve- “kids shouldn’t be in the bar,” he growled, but I felt bad for the young woman- single Mom, out of a contract job, waitressing when she had a TS-SCI clearance and regional experience from her active duty time. If I could help, I wanted to, but the idea of bringing a toddler to a prospective interview made me queasy.
Not to mention her legs that went up to there, not to mention her prominent bust, featured in a plunging scoop. She would have been a good match for one of the kids, less her own, of course, and I rallied the little guy could have been a grand-kid.
It was a relief when she scooped the kid up, after giving me the blow-by-blow of the Marine who had not married her. Mind blowing, in fact, but a nice kid.
I debriefed the encounter with Old Jim after she left, and we agreed the world had come to an entirely new place. I managed to navigate home in good time, and called down to Adam the Polish Life Guard at poolside from the balcony that I would be down in short order for a good dip.
The water was cool and refreshing, and I paddled next to the Indonesian guy whose languid backstroke powers him slowly up and down the lap lane.
Saying good night to Adam in the evening darkness, he commented on the unseasonably pleasant air.
“Feels like September,” he said. “I like, but seems like summer is over.”
I nodded in agreement and told him I would see him tomorrow. I walked away, shivering a little in my damp t-shirt.
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