We were out last summer running around with a couple of boats. A friend needed fuel so we pull into a marina. The gas jockey undoes the fuel cap, jams the nozzle in abruptly and cuts the retainer chain. PLOP, into 15 feet of water goes a 100 dollar billet fuel cap. The marina staff all stand around stunned, wondering what to do. The jockey says he'll just stuff a rag or something in it until my friend can order and pay for a new cap. I have been sitting back, watching the commotion and getting pissedoff. I walk down the dock and tell the gas boy to get a mask, jump in and find the dam thing. He says "ah, well, I don't know". I again express to him that it will take a week to get a new cap and that a rag will not be acceptable and the 100 bucks will be coming from him if he doesn't go get the cap from the lake bed. He dithers again and I snap. I toss his arse into the lake and say,"well, you're already wet. You might as well get the cap now".