Wenn ihr denkt, dass Montag schlimm ist, dann lest mal was Paul Templer über seinen bad day at the office zu berichten hat.
Der wurde nämlich 1996 von einem Nilpferd verschluckt!
„[…] It was as if I had suddenly gone blind and deaf.
I was aware that my legs were surrounded by water, but my top half was almost dry. I seemed to be trapped in something slimy. There was a terrible, sulphurous smell, like rotten eggs, and a tremendous pressure against my chest. My arms were trapped but I managed to free one hand and felt around – my palm passed through the wiry bristles of the hippo’s snout. It was only then that I realised I was underwater, trapped up to my waist in his mouth.
I wriggled as hard as I could, and in the few seconds for which he opened his jaws, I managed to escape. I swam towards Evans, but the hippo struck again, dragging me back under the surface. I’d never heard of a hippo attacking repeatedly like this, but he clearly wanted me dead […].“
Die vollständige Geschichte kann (und sollte) man auf theguardian nachlesen.