Thursday, April 23, 2009

Bad Day at the Office?

Hello

If you don't laugh out loud after you read
this you are in a coma!

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."

Now whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself:
Is this a jellyfish bad day?

May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!

Here is the link to learn how to change your
day and your life for good:


PS. I sent this to my sister who just learned how
to scuba dive and she laughed her butt off. It feels
good to make someone's day. Laughter is the key
to a long life. Give the gift of life to others... pass
this email on.

Source: form an email forward

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