You know it was not destined to be a good day when...
 . you get up late and are 6th in line to get tanks filled at the shop
 . you get the tanks and almost burn yourself putting them in the car
 . The only parking available is short term
 . You find one of the bite tabs on the mouthpiece is almost bitten thru
 . You get to 25 feet and begin to inflate your bc and the inflator button
   sticks wide open
 . You come ashore to make repairs and don't have a c wrench
 . you see antifreeze flowing between your legs while sitting on the tailgate
This after three nice dives the day before off of Cape Ann. But then again
it may have started on the 3rd dive when the captain started humming
"Throw out the Life-line" while splicing lengths into the float line after
the current changed (as he warned everyone it would) and diver bubbles
got further and further from the boat. :-)
Oh well...I really should mow the lawn anyway....
... ARRRRRGGGHHH!!!! ... Tension breaker, had to be done.
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