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Någon som kan toppa detta?…. hehe
Lite Off topic men låt oss säga våtdräkt relaterat…Hehe
Måste vara det värsta som kan hända en surfare med hål i dräktenNågon som kan toppa detta?
//Glenn
This is even funnier when you realize it’s real! Next time you have a bad day, 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. 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. 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 your self, ”I love my job, I love my job, I
love my job.”Your loving brother, Rob
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