Bad Day At Work?

So, 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. 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 wet suit.

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 tothe 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 wet suit. 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, 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 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".

He wrote his sister and included a description of his job?

Aside from that, it makes for a good story.

And I'll submit
http://img16.photobucket.com/albums/v47/YogsVR4/DayJob.jpg

man, that sucks...

Horrible jobs...I guess sitting here all day on AF while at work isn't so bad after all. :biggrin:

Pfft...I have an loudmouth bitch up my ass at work EVERY day....

Here I was thinking swimming into a jellyfish was bad enough! I wonder why they didn't use drysuits instead?

wow...his job must be a real pain in the ass






















sorry...couldn't resist :evillol:

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