by Sandy Kellogg
Aquatic Operations Supervisor, Mount Vernon RECenter
Fairfax County Park Authority
VRPS Aquatics Resource Group 2016 Chair
VRPS 2016 Awards Co-Chair
I started
as a pool operator 6 years ago. Through
a lot of on the job training and some certification classes I have slowly
gotten pretty good. One thing has
changed significantly though, and maybe not as quickly as it should!
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| Jesse, Head Lifeguard at Mount Vernon RECenter |
I came into
aquatics after raising three boys, homeschooling them all up to high school
while following my husband to several Army bases around the country. Becoming a lifeguard at 40 and then an
aquatic manager at 45 is not your typical path into parks and recreation! My management position was the first full
time job I ever had, HR was very patient explaining the mysteries of 401k’s and
retirement plans. I was so proud the
first time I backwashed by myself, especially since my facility has an open pit
DE system where backwashing is not just a chore, it’s an art! I am very good with mechanical systems, and I
learned a lot trouble shooting an older system and getting that last little bit
of flow rate. But…..
I wore the
stains and holes in my clothing with pride.
Only real career professionals have chlorine stains, which quickly
develop into holes, in all their pants legs.
Blue shirts actually turn a lovely pink when chlorine sprays out of a Stenner,
and I thought I looked awesome in my clothes that proclaimed to the world that
I was a pool operator, dealing with serious equipment and serious chemicals.
The problem
was that I didn’t take it seriously. PPE
was for guards who weren’t as careful as I was, or as much a professional. Duct tape and improvisation, chemical
splashes and drips, that all meant that I was ‘one of the guys’, a pool
mechanic and miracle worker.
It wasn’t
until I was training my staff that I realized what an idiot I had been. Splashes on clothes could just as easily be
splashes in my face, acid in your eyes is not inconvenient, it is
permanent. Stains on my clothes did
proclaim that I’m a pool operator, but I’ve come to understand that it means
I’m a bad pool operator. Every stain
proclaims to a staff member that I am not practicing what I preach, and it is a
very short leap to them doing the same.
So I bought new pants, threw away stained shirts, and promised to try to
never announce that I am a pool operator just by my clothing. My staff will see me doing what I expect them
to do, keeping us all safe and chemical free.
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| Anthony, Lifeguard at Martin Luther King Jr. Outdoor Pool |