Why you should not hang out with me after swim practice.

Okay, first of all, i would like to say that I do not do this on a regular basis. Now to the good part.

Swim practice ends at seven p.m. However, my friends' mother, who was taking us home, had a meeting she had to be at, on the second floor, where there's a bunch of rooms that have full-length windows looking out into the pool area. Anyways, as you know, adults like to take a long time when we're waiting for them. So the meeting lasted until 8:30. During this time, we had exhausted all topics of conversation (school, swimming, mutual friends, mutual enemies, and why anime guys have amazing hair.)
We were incredibly bored and ready to leave when a bunch of guys started diving off the 2.5 story high platform. Now let me tell you, I sympathize with the flabby pale guy in that I do not consider the platform short. In any case, he dove really badly(like, bellyflop/wedgie/can't swim to the ladder bad), which started us on another conversation, making fun of these guys. Then one guy did an awesome flippy-twisty thingie, and waved at us. So we waved back. Then he started making "call me" signs, and since we didn't know how to pantomime "you have really ugly hair, leave us alone," we went ahead and did it back. As aforementioned, we were bored. After awhile, he was making crazy faces, trying to pantomime his phone number, and basically just being weird. However, his dives improved. We, bored, decided to ostentatiously do the same.
Anyhow, after Mrs. Friends' Mom was done (the guys had left about five minutes before, which relieved us since we didn't want to meet them on the way out) we left. But coming out of the building, her car wasn't parked where it normally is.

LeeAnn: Mom, where's the car
Mom: over there
LeeAnn: ...
Where exactly over there?
Mom: *points*
LeeAnn: ...

You may be wondering about my friend's tendency to respond to her mother using dots. But it turns out that the guys we'd watched diving were sitting on the back of their truck, smoking. In the general area of Mrs. Friends' Mom's car. Right next to the car, in fact. In even more fact, the side of the car with the door.
Amelia, who hadn't participated in the pantomiming, waved at him. The rest of us died. The end.