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[Willem Blees]

Next time you have a problem with one of the professors, or even one 
of your clients, just remember this guy's dilemma. 

Have a great day. 

Wim 


>
>
>
>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 the 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, heats it to a delightful temperature, and 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 rear end.
>
>
>
>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!!!!!
>

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