The perfect dive is a state of mind
By Anna Khamsamran of Dive Indeep

I once had a diver sign-up for a dip when the conditions were less than ideal. It was a cloudy, rainy day and there were small waves breaking on the beach. I had warned the diver that it wasn't really worth going but he insisted. As we waded out through the waves I noticed that I couldn't actually see my feet and hoped it would be clearer beyond the surf.
We swam to the reef and descended holding on to each other to prevent separation. The visibility was terrible. Murky water limited our vision to only a few centimetres with the occasional pocket of a metre. I signalled to my buddy, 'Up?' but he gave me an emphatic thumbs-down hand-signal and we continued on.
I felt proud to locate a few nudibranchs and many feather stars, which in Samui generally only come out at night. I was even able to point out a small stingray under the sand. Finally our dive was over and I was thinking this guy was going to be so disappointed he would surely ask for a refund.

"That was great!" he said as he spat out his regulator. "I saw three fish, there were so many colours!"
I was dumbstruck! "Where have you dived before?" I asked as we swam for the shore. "Only in quarries and some lakes in Europe," he answered, "this is my first dive in the sea and I'm amazed at the quantity of marine life!" If only all divers were so easy to please, but they are not of course. Some people seem determined to have a whinge whatever happens.One afternoon at the dive centre two instructors burst through the door and started dancing around the room. They were clearly in a jubilant mood. Their huge smiles were contagious and I found myself smiling along with them. "We saw a whale shark!" they sang in unison. "It came right up to us and looked me in the eye! It brushed right against us, and played with us for the whole dive!" they babbled.
"Did our divers get to see it?" I asked, anticipating happy satisfied customers.
Before they could answer the door swung open and one of the divers walked in.
"How was the dive?" I asked with a knowing grin.
"Visibility sucked!" he said with a sour expression, "It couldn't have been more than five or six metres". "You really should warn your customers that the visibility could get so bad" I thought he was joking, "But didn't you see a whale shark?" I asked. "Yeah, that was interesting but it wasn't very big, they can grow up to 15 metres long you know."
"So let me get this straight." I said, with a friendly, vaguely interested look on my face. "You saw a whale shark, which stayed with you for your whole dive". "You saw dense schools of fish, your equipment worked, the weather was great and yet you're saying that you're very disappointed because the visibility was only 6 metres."
"Of course I'm disappointed," he said dismissively. "I only dive in the best places!"
To my amazement I still had my friendly smile glued to my face, but I was furious. He had just experienced what most divers would consider a gift, and he wanted me to apologise for giving him a bad dive?
"I hope you have a better dive in the next place you go, but there's really only one place that would measure up to your standards." I chirped.
"Oh, and where's that?" he asked. "On the Discovery Channel, of course!"