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And you think you’ve had a bad day at the office….. think again

Next time you have a bad day at work…think of this guy.

(Thanks to Alexis Volkerts for passing this along. If you have other examples that will bring a smile to us in the middle of a trying day, please pass them along- Russ)

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 The X, 103.2 on the FM dial in Ft . Wayne
IN, 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 wetsuit. 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 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
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 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 5 other
divers, were all 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 poop for 2 days
because my butthole 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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