Found this on Craigslist. Have read it before but figured I'd copy and paste it this time.
SO YOU THINK YOU HAD A BAD DAY?
Next time you have a bad day at work...think of this guy: Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Golbal Divers in Louisiana.
He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs.
Below is an E-mail he sent his sister.
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 is down to the diver through a garden hose 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 my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out of 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 a itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into my butt. I informed the drive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instruction were unclear due to the fact that he, along with the other 5 divers, were a laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the dive.
I was instructed to make 3 agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling 35 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 p o o p for 2 days...
So, next time you’re having a bad day at work, Think about how much worse it could be...
SO YOU THINK YOU HAD A BAD DAY?
Next time you have a bad day at work...think of this guy: Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Golbal Divers in Louisiana.
He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs.
Below is an E-mail he sent his sister.
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 is down to the diver through a garden hose 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 my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out of 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 a itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into my butt. I informed the drive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instruction were unclear due to the fact that he, along with the other 5 divers, were a laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the dive.
I was instructed to make 3 agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling 35 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 p o o p for 2 days...
So, next time you’re having a bad day at work, Think about how much worse it could be...
