snow4mydooplz
03-31-2007, 06:28 PM
This is the worst bad day I have ever heard of!
Everyone has bad days……but you all need to realize how nice we really have it!
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 FM dial in Ft. Wayne, Indiana, who was sponsoring a
worst job Experience contest. She won.
Hi,
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. 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."
Now, whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself: Is this a jellyfish-bad day?
Everyone has bad days……but you all need to realize how nice we really have it!
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 FM dial in Ft. Wayne, Indiana, who was sponsoring a
worst job Experience contest. She won.
Hi,
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. 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."
Now, whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself: Is this a jellyfish-bad day?