sepulatian
Moderator
This was emailed to me. By the way, this is a true story of a guy who performs repairs on off shore drilling rigs in Louisiana, thought you guys might like it:
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 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."
>
> Whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, "Is this a jellyfish bad
> day?"
>
> May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!
>
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 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."
>
> Whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, "Is this a jellyfish bad
> day?"
>
> May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!
>
