Drowning In Entitlement

I’m working as a lifeguard near the shallow end when a woman storms up to me.

Customer: *Loudly.* “Excuse me! My son just slipped near the pool. Aren’t you supposed to be stopping that?!”

Me: “He was running. We’ve got signs posted, announcements every fifteen minutes, and I personally told him twice.”

Customer: “Well, clearly that’s not enough, because he fell. Maybe if you weren’t sitting there doing nothing, this wouldn’t have happened.”

Me: “Ma’am, I’m watching fifty kids and a body of water. If I stop your son from ignoring rules, I stop being a lifeguard and start being a babysitter.”

Customer: “So that’s it? No apology?”

Me: “No, ma’am. But if you’d like, I can show you the rule he broke; it’s written right next to the one about adult supervision.”