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bad day at work ?
Next time you have a bad day at work, think of this guy........
Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Mayo (IRELAND).
He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs. Below is an
email he sent to his sister. She then sent it to RnaG (Irish radio
station) in Galway, 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 sudden, my arse started to itch. So, of
course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few
seconds my arse 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 arse was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I
thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the
crack of my arse. 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, he medic, with
tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told
me to rub it on my arse as soon as I got in the chamber.
The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't crap for two days because
my arsehole 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 backside.
Now repeat to yourself, "I love my job, I love my job, I love my

Big Grin
That is bloody brilliant mate Big Grin Big Grin

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