Good Morrning

You may have seen this before but its pretty funny so wanted to give you laugh this Monday.

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This is even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have a
bad day at work think of this guy.

Bob 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 .5 on FM dial in Indiana, who
was sponsoring a worst job experience contest.

Needless to say, she won.
Read his letter below...


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 $20,000.00 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 (BEEP) 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 (BEEP) was not as fortunate.

When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding
the jellyfish into the crack of my (BEEP).

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 shit for two days because
my (BEEP) 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 (BEEP).

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! !!!!


Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

That cracked me up. That was a good one!

Been stung by a Jelly fish a time or two growing up in Clearwater Florida.

That's. Some funny shit