O-ring once bubbled...
That's hardly a hint... was it Netdoc? Uncle Pug? I know...Northeastwrecks...he's a rich, powerful attorney that likes to yell at people...
Dear Mr. O-Ring:
This office represents Northeastwrecks in connection with your libelous publication dated....
No, I dive to relax. I don't yell when I'm relaxing. And I don't think that I qualify as either rich or powerful.
But thanks for the kind thoughts.
The worst student I ever worked with was a 350 lb, 5', 7" diabetic.
He came to us for buoyancy and other continuing ed after being certified by another LDS. He lied about his condition by failing to disclose that he was diabetic.
The first time I dove with him, I had the misfortune to be closest when he couldn't get into his wetsuit. Getting him zipped was like stuffing a jar of Marshmallow Fluff into a baggie. One word, EEEWWWWWWW!!!
Then he informed us that he had hurt his ankle on the drive down and couldn't carry his gear. We took turns carrying his rig. That's fun when you're wearing doubles. I like carrying a 40 lb weight belt for someone else.
During that dive, he panicked and took the instructor on a ride to the surface. The instructor had moderate barotrauma as a result, but he did keep the guy from coming clear out of the water on his ascent.
We put him in the pool for a few more hours at no charge, then took him out again. This time, we told him to carry his own gear as he admitted that his ankle had healed.
As we approached the water by walking down a ramp, he lean over, puked and fell over. The instructor and I carried him to the parking lot and administered first aid. His wife informed us that he was diabetic and that his sugar had been way off that morning. He was revived and refused transport in an Ambulance.
We terminated him as a student and banned him from the shop.