> The 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."
> 
> 

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