[tevake]

I hear ya Glenn, a prime requirement of sailors is a selective memory. You've got to be able to forget the promises made to God if he helps you out of this one.:-)

O K Jim, how about the ship that motored three plus hours out of their way to drop us fuel. They strung together jugs of fuel and tossed them in front of us. Then I had to swim over to them with a line, to avoid a prop wrap. Once back aboard pulled the jugs up to realize the fuel was gelatinous bunker fuel, completely useless to us. WTF.

There are always more.

Or sitting on the head only to have a wave sweep the deck, washing away the patch there. Leaving a waterfall on my head.