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.

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 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 ass 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 ass was not as fortunate.


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

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 ass 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 ass.

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.~

My worst day at work was when i damaged a cabinet and the flooring under it. I bet JellyFish guy would trade me in a heartbeat.

I've had similar things happen to me.

I actually dropped a hammer on a brand-new polished timber floor once. I almost didn't look until the builder came in and said: "It's all good mate, you won't mark it!"

I couldn't believe it when I looked, and there wasn't even a scratch!

Had the same issue once with hot solder dripping off a wire I was tinning. Landed on the floor, dried and then lifted straight off without a hint of sticking.

I use a dropsheet religiously these days...

The worst part of that experience was that we provided the cabinet. It was delayed 2 weeks by the cabinet maker and the day it shows up i break one of the glass doors that crashes to the ground and destroys the flooring.

The customer had no lighting in his home, as the day went on the room got darker and darker until i was walking around with a maglite everywhere. My ladder, as i attempted to fold it up, caught the edge of an open cabinet door.

Mine was, drill bit meets 4 inch Hi Pressure PVC water pipe.

Mine was a 600v 60amp dead short phase to phase....roughly 12"s from my face.

The resulting explosion left me blind for about 5mins...(seemed like hours). 8hrs later I woke up to the most incredible pain I've ever experienced. You the see (don't mind the play on words), the top layer of my eyeballs came off like dead skin after a sun burn. My eyes were sealed shut, completely dry, and my eye lids felt like sandpaper when I attempted to force them open to accept water.

I managed to stumble to my bathroom were I stayed for god knows how long with the shower running on my face. In an effort to free up my eye lids...

I had to hide out in my basement apartment for three days because indirect daylight (and the tv I might add) hurt too much.

Give me a bath tub full of jellyfish, and I'll take a good long soak...

I think they made a movie about your smoke... :D

[Link: imdb.com]

Smoke... that is one of the worst experiences I have ever heard of.... that wasn't a fatality...

My worst day was when I had the crabs so bad that the only way to get rid of 'em was to first shave off the pubes on the left side and then light the pubes on the right side on fire. When the crabs ran out from the fire and over to the bare left side I stabbed 'em with an ice pick. I think I got them all, too!

Ya, bad day... Being the company man I am, I didn't go to the ER. I was working on my own and at that time, I wasn't licensed. That's a very big no no in the electrical trade. So for some reason, after my sight came back I thought I could just take it easy and be fine.

I may have exaggerated a tad... Long story short, the circuit I was handling wasn't 60amps. It was fed directly by a distribution block that was protected by 100amp fusing. The wire itself was #10awg...rated for safe current handling of 30amp max. The wire...(at least the section I had in my hand) vaporized under the dead short. I assumed, that it would take roughly double the current carrying capacity to do that to the wire....

David... Great story... ;) One of those things that I would never want to witness, but just have to see at the same time.

Smoke... Oh MY GOD!!! That makes my eyes hurt just thinking about it! You are so damn lucky you didn't go blind...


Aw, man, I'm gonna go put in some eyedrops now. WOW!!!

I managed a cabinet shop in my youth... I worked the swing-shift... One of the table saw operators cut 1/2 his hand off... And the missing fingers were tossed about the shop by the sawblade... I got the job of trying to find them, to take to the ER... I didn't find his thumb until about two weeks later!

My grandfather was working on his Ford LTD, He yelled for me to start the engine.. I did.. then i got out and went around to see what was going on under the hood.. he dropped his wrench and instinctively reached to try and catch it. He might have gotten it if it weren't for the fan blade being in the way.

I packed his nub in a ziplock bag and gave it to the paramedic.

My dad fired up his car one day... and heard a bunch of noise under the hood... Shut her down ASAP ... my cat crawled up to sleep on the warm engine.

I miss that little guy!