| Need a good laugh! I love my job...?This is even funnier when you realize it's real!
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 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 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, 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." Whenever you have a bad day, ask
yourself, is this a jellyfish bad
day?
I know its alittle long guys but I could not help myself makes me laugh everytime hope it does for you too, always looking for that silver lining:)
Asked By: Hop off the bus Gus - 3/5/2009 |