Similar sort of a thing happened to me - I used to be a lifeguard, evenings and weekends. There was a young lass clinging onto the end of the inflatable runway thing, which is strictly verboten - so I responded with a mighty blast of my orange plastic whistle and a stern injunction to let go. Turns out she wasn't so much "arsing around" as "drowning", though - as a more experienced lifeguard rather grumpily informed me, having jumped in and hoisted her out himself.

So, I blew my shot at heroism. And just to rub salt into the wound, the lifeguard who actually did save her only had one leg.

Anyhow - well done you!
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Fri 10 May 2013, 9:56, 2 replies)

Genuine officeLOL at the end there

( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Fri 10 May 2013, 10:08, closed)

^

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 10 May 2013, 10:17, closed)

Apparently
It's not that easy to spot when somone is genuinely drowning
thatscurious.tumblr.com/post/2628816400/instinctive-drowning-response-why-you-cant-shout-or
(unclestinky, Fri 10 May 2013, 21:55, closed)