The Tuesday my hookah hose got swapped with a dive umbilical and nobody noticed for 2 hours
So we're doing a routine hull inspection in the harbor off Bay Street and my tender hands me a hose that smells like cherry tobacco. Turns out someone left a hookah rig in the gear van from a weekend side job and the fittings matched close enough that it made it to the water. I did a full 40 minute run wondering why my air tasted like a dorm room and half the crew was dying laughing on the radio. We now do a smell test on every hose before it leaves the van and I'm not kidding. What's the dumbest gear mixup you guys have seen make it all the way to the dive?