Not So Smart, Are You, Big Guy?

Really wish I had a picture to go with this one...

Dad is officially an idiot (not that mom and I ever question it).  
     He tends to go off on hysterical rants sometimes about the morons in the world, and the stupid things they do.  We get quite sick of hearing him, honestly.
     Anyway, one of his responsibilities at work is keeping the community pool clean (yup, you can guess where this is going), and yesterday he had to clean the leaves out of the bottom of the pool.
     Sure enough, he wasn't paying attention to where he was stepping and sploosh!, in he went.  Of course, the sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing oh so gaily and temperatures were hovering right around a toasty 40 degrees or so.
     Thankfully, the dingbat says, it was only the shallow end, so he only went in up to his waist, but his cell phone, two-way radio, flashlight and wallet (to name only a fraction of the crap he wears on his belt) don't share the sentiment.
     None of his co-workers witnessed what must've been a hilarious event, and he went right into the office to proclaim his stupidity, then headed straight home to change.
     After he explained to me and mom what happened and stripped his drenched clothes off at the door mom just couldn't hold back and let out with her best shrinkage joke, which lightened the mood some (at least for me and mom).
      Dad put mom's blow dryer to work, trying desperately to save his stuff (the tools, wallet, etc., not THAT stuff), then headed right back to work.
     Next time he goes off on idiocy we'll remind him of yesterday's smooth move, and hopefully he'll shut up.