~When your dog whines the minute he sees your dive gear come out. Mommy's leaving again!
~When you pay your neighbors in abalone for dogsitting.
~Your cubicle looks like an aquarium.
~More than half of your conversations begin with "how's the vis?"
~When you stagger into work an hour late on Monday morning, no one things you were out drinking, but instead asks if you have any dive pictures.
~You're determining whether you can afford to go with the Ikelite DS-125 strobe if you apply to a couple fewer medical schools.
~You had gear insurance before you had health insurance.
~You refer to your time at work as "offgassing" between dives.
~Your workday is divided into 30 minutes for work, 3.5 hrs on Scubaboard and 3 hours surfing various reports and forecasts for the coming weekend.
~The dive shop owners, motel workers, and waitresses in a city three and a half hours away know you better than your boss does.
~You're nicer to people who cut you off in traffic because they have a dive flag sticker.
~You get into more arguments about the genus of a mystery nudibranch than you do about politics.