Pool Boy

"Yes!" You shout with happiness as you have just secured your first client, which has taken you a while. Mrs Adams, Monday 10am. You write down in your new crisp appointment book.

You have just set up your own business from the bedroom of your parents house. You had just moved to sunny Florida from London, England. You are 21 years old and have no qualifications. You don't really need them as you parents are rich and you have all the money you want.

While in England you never really made any friends because people just wanted you for your fathers money. Its the same with women, well sort of you was always the shy nerdy guy at school scared to talk to them, you kinda just hid behind your glasses which you still wear now. Safe to say you're still a virgin who loved comic books and playing Pokémon.

You enjoyed all the money but you wanted to set up your own business to keep you busy, your father told you if you went to him with a good business idea he would invest. So when you moved to florida you thought what does everyone have out here and while you was relaxing in the pool, some leaves fell on it and like Newton and the apple it hit you.

PoolBoy was the name of your company and your father liked the idea so much he invested money into it. He gave you the money so you could buy top of the range equipment and a truck. You had also spent some money on advertisements, but you knew the only way to get anywhere in business is word of mouth, so you know the first customer would be crucial.

You spend the next few days before Monday practicing with your own pool, by making it dirty and cleaning it, breaking it filters and putting them back together and all stuff you'll need to know. Sunday night you pack your bag with stuff you'll need including a comic for your break and you go to bed early.

When you wake up the next morning you have a shower, put your shorts and T-Shirt on and head over to the address, bang on 1o am you knock on the door.