The Retired Teacher Warned His Neighbors To Stop Using His Pool—They Didn’t Listen, And The Consequences Were Shocking

Around noon, the neighbors emerged to get into their car. Their usual loud chatter seemed muted today. As they stepped into the bright sunlight, Arthur gasped. He almost dropped his mug on the tile floor.

The husband’s dark hair was streaked with bizarre patches of brittle, straw-yellow fuzz. But it was the wife’s appearance that was truly shocking.

Her hair was an undeniable disaster of brassy orange and fried, broken ends that stood out in all directions. The chemical overload in the water the previous night had done its work on their unsuspecting midnight swim.

An hour later, a furious pounding shook Arthur’s front door. He opened it calmly. The couple stood there, practically vibrating with rage, pointing accusingly at their ruined heads.