Australian Competitions Club

This is even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have a
bad day at work .. think of this guy.  Robby 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
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 Jacuzz. 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 was rubbing my butt, 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."
Now whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?

PMSL! That's awful!

Awesome :)

oh thats so funny

That's really really awful but yes funny at the same time (as I laugh.. )

I don't think Illl go diving anytime soom!