Sooooo the fact that storm clouds are developing right over your head means nothing to you, huh? You just figure that you're safe out there in all that water, surrounded by all those underground pipes and metal pool chairs? The fuck outta here. Or maybe your bird-brained philosophy is to wait it out until the bolts get reeeeeaaaally close, then you'll get out of the pool. At any rate, my sympathy level will be at -1 by the time the ambulance arrives to cart your dumb asses off to the hospital.