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Sun Jul 06, 2008 1:45 pm
I got this email.... please read... NO FAILING OK
If you don't laugh out loud after you read this you are in a coma!
This is even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have abad 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 radiostation 103.2 on FM dial in Ft. Wayne, Indiana , who was sponsoring aworst job experience contest. Needless to say, she won. ~~Hi Sue,Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother. Last week I hada bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately atwork, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make yourealize it's not so bad after all . Before I can tell you whathappened to me, I first must bore you witha few technicalities of my job. As you know, my office lies at thebottom of the sea. I wear a suitto the office. It's a wet suit. This time of year the water is quitecool. So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel poweredindustrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks thewater out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature. Itthen pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is tapedto the air hose. Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I'veused it several times with no complaints. What I do, when I get to thebottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the backof my wet suit. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's likeworking in a Jacuzzi. Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started toitch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse.Within a few seconds my *** started to burn. I pulled the hose outfrommy back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what hadhappened. The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumpedit into my suit. Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, thejellyfish couldn't stick to it, however, the crack of my *** was notas fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I wasactually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my ***. I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator.His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with fiveother divers, were all laughing hysterically. Needless to say Iaborted the dive. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-waterdecompression stops totalling thirty-five minutes before I could reachthe surface Ce to begin my chamber dry decompression. When I arrived atthe surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughterrunning down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub iton my butt as soon as I got in the chamber. The cream put the fireout, but I couldn't **** for two days because my *** was swollen shut. So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how muchworse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your ***.Now repeat to yourself, 'I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.'Whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?
May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!