Why always at the last minute!!???

Why do problems always wait for the last bloody minute to appear??
Here I am, sat on a ship after a month at sea, trying to figure this out again.
It’s been a totally uneventful month with hardly the smallest of problems to fix. Then we head for port, travel for 8 hours to get there, and the fucking steering craps out just as we make a turn towards the jetty!! Total bastard!! Now the weather has got up and they have closed the port!! So instead of doing the “sweet lovin” thing with my missus tonight I’m still sat here watching the sodding engines. Every bloody time it’s the same thing… Weeks and weeks of no problems then it goes to shit on the way home. Just for novelty it could happen on the way out to sea, just once, but no, always when I’m nearly home. Total utter utter bastard!!!

Sorry, just felt the need to rant :mad:

At least you weren’t in the cafeteria watching the Champions League match, like those Greek bastards last week.

Hey, you do get to go ashore tomorrow, right? Cheer up, my man! Good nookie is but a night of sleep away!

Too true, better to be stuck on the sea than under it!
Yup, with any luck I’ll be getting jiggy with Mrs SeaDog tomorrow:)
Feeling better after my rant anyhoo! Thanks Coldfire

Can’t help but think of poor Mrs. SeaDog, standing on the pier, foot a’tappin’, glaring at your boat.

Hope you’re home making squeaky noises, SeaDog.