Then why are you capitalizing the wrong words and throwing about useless apostrophes? Does that not just prove your own ignorance?
How about you read post #130, and answer it? I concede that your mastery of English far exceeds mine. You win.
Now please, with sugar on top, explain to me what you would have done differently.
Today, I went diving on a charter dive boat with a group of six. We were dropped off when it started to rain, and as I got to the bottom I felt uncomfortable and came back up. When I did the boat was no where in sight, and I was caught in a thunderstorm for 45 minutes before I was rescued. What should I do to complain about the captain's negligence?
People, you don't understabd I wrote that post only hours after I was thinking my life would end and I would face my master. And today it hasn't been only twenty-four hours that I was about to get struck by lightning, eaten by a shark, or swalled by the ocean. My primary purpose in joining this forum/website is not to enjoy the educational value in it, but it is to ask of you all for help your opinion. I'm not on to share my life with you so you can make a judgement on my being through the babble on my profile.
Anyway, some of you want some more information and here it is. Before we got in the water we were given our profile and our dive plan.
Yeah, we noticed there was a thunderstorm on the coast, but the captain said it was going north, and we were miles offshore.
I was ready until I got down there and the visibilty was crappy, it was dark, and I felt sick. Can you blame me for doing what I was trained to do? I grabbed my diving buddy, and gave him the signal. He was reluctant to but did anyway
. So, we went up to surface where a thunderstorm was passing through us, and the boat was atleast 500 yards from us and fading away
. We were in a panic. I blew up my safety sausage and waved it like a madman. Nothing.
I later found out that the four other divers were also stranded
, scared of the storm they inflated there safety sausages and waited for twenty minutes after their dive down at their safety stop. Fourty minutes later, after I accepted the fact I would be in heaven that afternoon after being struck by lightning or the other many possible implications of being stranded in open water and not even able to see which way is land, I saw the boat again. He was far but I could see it. My partner couldn't his head remained in the water for the majority of our panic protecting us with his spear gun (poor guy). The boat was just then picking up the other divers who were now give or take five-hundred yards away. The boat saw us and picked us up. The captain was there to greet us make sure we were alright, but never told us his side of the story. All he ever said was "thanks for coming out today." All I knew was I was safe and I survived why complain? I never did, because I was alive. When we were done taking our gear off the boat I spoke with the crewgirl, and asked her what happened on the boat,
she said, " Oh my God, I was so scared for you all
We were completely pushed away bc of the storm, and could not find you.
There was no visibilty and we could not see any of the sausages or anything,
I was in tears the whole time." It wasn't until I got to my house that I realized what really almost happened and I had a nervous break down. I know there are worst near-death experiences we have all heard, but this one is mine
In a later post they did say they came up the SMB line, so where was the boat?