Story 1
KY Jelly
My 30th birthday had been 29 years in the making. The plan, bare boat charter a yacht in the Whitsundays.
Boat, Check. Fishing Gear, Check. Snorkelling Gear, CHeck, almost..
Growing my best attempt of a full face of beard, I was reminded by my brother that I should get some KY Jelly to lubricate the mask to avoid leakages as recommended by our local dive shop. Apparently Vaseline , although a good sealant can damage the silicon mask. Good idea!
So me and my brother head down to woolies to some of this stuff up. No luck so I head down to the chemist and have a look around. There was a little tube of KY there. But I didnt think it would be enough.
So I call over the sales assistant...
Me:
Excuse me, but do you guys have any KY Jelly?
Assistant:
Yes sir, just over here..
Me:
Is that all you have?
I am actually after a bit more that that.
I am sure it used to come in a much bigger tub...
Assistant:
No, sorry but that is all we have.
Me:
I definently need more. See me and my mates have are going
away for a week on a yacht and I dont think that will last.
It was at this point that I noticed the shock on her face and began to realise what I was saying
It was an outer body experience as I was looking down at the situation and realising the lost translation of what was going on.
My brother had already walked away and was enjoying the spectical from a distance.
There was nothing left to do , but excuse myself and leave...
Whitsundays
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