Hi All,
If you are ever having a bad day, think of this poor guy and then realise yours is not
so bad after all.
Cheers
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 a radio station in Ft. Wayne , Indiana , who was sponsoring
a worst job experience contest. Needless to say, she won.
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 sucks the
water
out of the sea, heats it to a delightful temperature, 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 bum started to itch. So, of course, I
scratched
it. This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my
bum 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 bum was not as fortunate. When
I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding
the
jellyfish into the crack of my bum.
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 totalling 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 bum as soon as I got in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I
couldn't poo for two days because my bum 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 bum . Now
repeat to yourself, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job."
Now
whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish Bad day?
May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!