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This reminds me of something that might happen to Roughneck!!:lol:

 

Next time you have a bad day at work...think of this guy. Rob is a

commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana. He performs

underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs. Below is an E-mail he sent to

his sister. She then sent it to radio station 103.2 on your FM dial in Ft

Wayne, Indiana, who was sponsoring a worst job experience contest. Needless

to say, she won.

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Hi Sue,

Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother. Last week I had a bad

day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I

thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so

bad after all.

 

Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few

technicalities of my job. As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the

sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wetsuit. This time of year the

water is quite cool. So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel

powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment #### the

water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature. It then

pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air

hose. Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times

with no complaints. What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working,

is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wetsuit. This floods my

whole suit with warm water. It's like working in a Jacuzzi.

 

Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch.

So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few

seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but

the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened. The hot water

machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now since I

don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it.

However, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I

thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack

of my butt. I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the

communicator His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along

with five other divers, were all laughing hysterically.

 

Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make three

agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty five minutes before

I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression. When I

arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I

climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down

his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as

soon as I got in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't

poop for two days because my butt was swollen shut. So, next time you're

having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had

a jellyfish shoved up your butt.

 

Now repeat to yourself, "I love my job, I love my job, I love my job..."

 

* It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.

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