the ridiculousness of pool cleaning

So, I’m supposed to believe that cleaning other people’s neglected water holes is a brilliant business move? Like, hello, can we just pause for a second and consider the absolute absurdity of it all. Pool cleaning is like being paid to take a bath, except you don’t get in the water, you’re just there scooping out dead leaves and drowning bugs while the homeowner probably lounges around enjoying iced tea. Fun, right? Not.

What’s delightful is that this is recurring revenue. Oh, please, sign me up for weekly visits to chlorinated wonderlands where I’m just one slip away from becoming the next pool float casualty. And sure, it’s “scaleable” with employees. Are they serious? Who dreams of a thriving army of pool cleaners hustling around the suburbs like it’s some sort of heroic endeavor to save humanity from murky waters? As if wage wars broke out over who gets to add shock treatment this week.

By the way, if this sort of nonsense intrigues you, feel free to wander over to this specific text and lose your mind in more chaotic entrepreneurial brainwaves.

But sure, less competition because people prefer not spending their weekdays pulling out algae and wondering if today will be the day they finally meet the family’s snapping turtle. What a legacy. I’m done.