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Inspirational!
Rhonda.
I LOVE MY JOB
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
drillingrigs Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister.
She
then sent it to The X, 103.2 FM 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,
heats it to a delightful temperature,
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 rectum 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"
(My add on)
Now think of how much better it would be
if you could shove a jellyfish up that Ob's but the next time he insists
on a C/S or some other intrusive intervention that probably isn't needed.
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