That's a wonderful story. It brings a tear to my eye. Seriously though I'm carpooling with my drummer to our lockout and I'm busting up reading this on my iPhone. 
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When I was in fourth or fifth grade, I would board a bus at my elementary school and go to the Boys Club. They had a fairly awesome olympic sized indoor pool. A certain amount of time before closing time, someone would come in to the pool area and call everyone who had ridden the bus to get out of the pool and go change.
One day they asked me to be the guy to get the bus boys out of the pool. So I went in and yelled "Aaaaaaaalllll bus boys!" the same way everyone else did. But they ignored me. So I tried it again. And they continued to ignore me. So I unzipped my pants and peed in the pool while standing at the edge next to one of the ladders.
That time everyone got out quickly.
I was banned from the Boys Club for life. Apparently they don't mind people peeing in the pool if they don't have to actually know about it, but if everyone watches you do it, it is somehow a big deal.