08-17-2006, 04:51 AM
Creepiest Moment Ever
Roberta wanted to go Helmut diving because she had seen photos of the parents do it in Nassau. I was elected to join her.
On the boat, Captain Harltey mistakes us for man and wife. The same last name usually throws them. We thought we had cleared up this misconception by shrieking no and going ewwww. Alas, we were wrong.
Part of the voyage was to have your pictures taken underwater with some exotic local fish in front of a coral reef. Captain Hartley asked if we wanted our picture together. We said sure.
The first two minutes of the helmet dive is a major freakout becuase you are robbed of your peripheral vision and the only sound you hear is the air hissing into the helmet. Captain Hartley's main job at this point is to lead you around like a drunk puppy.
He groups us for our photos. He's in front of me and he's gesturing at my face and smiling evilly. Did I mention the captain was insane? Suddenly, his hands are inside my helmet and he's pushing against my face. Before I can shriek "What the fuck are you doing" he's moved my glasses to the top of my head and taken his hands out of the helmet.
I guess when Roberta and I said we wanted our pictures together, Captain Hartely decided we wanted a romantic under the sea sort of shot. So he's grabbed Roberta and I by the wrist and put our hands together. Here I am under the sea, holding hands with my sister while someone is taking pictures. Yuck. Yes, I am a grown man. But I had no intention of holding my sister's hand romantically again.
After the shots and the waves of icky, Captain Hartley's hands are again violating my person. Before I can cold cock him, he has put my glasses back in place and withdrawn.
If I hadn't had been in the water in the first place, I would have felt the extreme urge to bathe.
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Roberta wanted to go Helmut diving because she had seen photos of the parents do it in Nassau. I was elected to join her.
On the boat, Captain Harltey mistakes us for man and wife. The same last name usually throws them. We thought we had cleared up this misconception by shrieking no and going ewwww. Alas, we were wrong.
Part of the voyage was to have your pictures taken underwater with some exotic local fish in front of a coral reef. Captain Hartley asked if we wanted our picture together. We said sure.
The first two minutes of the helmet dive is a major freakout becuase you are robbed of your peripheral vision and the only sound you hear is the air hissing into the helmet. Captain Hartley's main job at this point is to lead you around like a drunk puppy.
He groups us for our photos. He's in front of me and he's gesturing at my face and smiling evilly. Did I mention the captain was insane? Suddenly, his hands are inside my helmet and he's pushing against my face. Before I can shriek "What the fuck are you doing" he's moved my glasses to the top of my head and taken his hands out of the helmet.
I guess when Roberta and I said we wanted our pictures together, Captain Hartely decided we wanted a romantic under the sea sort of shot. So he's grabbed Roberta and I by the wrist and put our hands together. Here I am under the sea, holding hands with my sister while someone is taking pictures. Yuck. Yes, I am a grown man. But I had no intention of holding my sister's hand romantically again.
After the shots and the waves of icky, Captain Hartley's hands are again violating my person. Before I can cold cock him, he has put my glasses back in place and withdrawn.
If I hadn't had been in the water in the first place, I would have felt the extreme urge to bathe.
So much for the flickr badge idea. Dammit
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