If you don’t want to get wet, don’t sit by the pool.

You don’t live in your world, you live in the world.

My 9-year old boy jumped in the pool and splashed a few drops of water on a nearby woman’s ankles. She was visibly upset, motioning extravagantly to be sure we would be aware of her disdain. I ignored her.

I just didn’t want to give her the pleasure.

Still, I told my son not to jump in the pool near the woman as she didn’t want to get wet. He didn’t drench her or splash water into her daiquiri. He didn’t short circuit her iPad or ruin her leather sandals. It was a few drops of water on her naked skin.

Let’s gather the facts before the court:

1. We’re not in a kiddie paradise.
2. We’re not at an adults-only hotel.

So there has to be a middle ground. The middle ground is that you might get a few drops of water on your ankles if you’re in a lounge chair near the edge of the water. I’d probably be a terrible attorney as I like to find the middle ground.

I could go on about the other meanings that we could dig out of this, but I’ll leave you with this only as it is clear enough.

P.S. I also don’t know what language they spoke or where they were from so a quick-and-friendly nod or smile or comment wasn’t the first thought in my mind.